"This... this is impossible!" the Fifth Prince cried out, collapsing into his chair after hearing the same diagnosis from every doctor.
His face had gone deathly pale. No matter how hard he tried to deny it, the truth could no longer be ignored.
His belly was indeed... pregnant.
"But I'm a man! A man! How could I be pregnant?!" he screamed in disbelief. "I've never even been with a man! Where the hell did this child come from?!"
No matter how hard he racked his brain, he couldn't figure it out.
Then, suddenly, a thought struck him like lightning.
Could it be that after indulging in too many women, somehow—he ended up pregnant instead of them? Did he... impregnate himself?
Could he really be the father of the child in his own belly?
The more he thought about it, the dizzier he became.
But regardless of how this absurd situation had come to be, one thing was certain: with his status and position, pregnancy was absolutely unacceptable.
