Chasing His Betrayed Ex-Wife

The nurse smiled and said, "Congratulations, ma'am, you're pregnant." I stared at her in disbelief, my heart racing with joy as I covered my mouth, tears streaming down my face.

Happiness washed over me. This was my chance to mend my marriage, to finally give my husband the family he had always dreamed of, and to welcome him back into my life.

After a year of marriage, our attempts to conceive had been unsuccessful, which had caused Dominic to become distant from me.

He spent countless hours outdoors and rarely returned home. As I hurried out of the hospital, my heart was filled with joy; I couldn't wait to share the wonderful news with my sister and celebrate together.

Being married to a mafia Don, the family needed an heir, and I had struggled with infertility. But now, I finally had the chance to secure my position as Don’s wife.

As soon as I parked in the penthouse garage, I jumped out of my car and rushed to the elevator. My heart raced with excitement, and I couldn't help but giggle as I ascended. I was determined to surprise Dominic with the news, and I knew he would be thrilled.

I hurried out of the elevator, eager to reach my sister's apartment. I hadn’t called ahead, and knowing her, she was likely inside, lost in her thoughts.

As I stepped into the apartment, an unsettling silence enveloped me.

“Harper… are you here?” I called, placing my handbag on the chair pulling out the test result, and placing it on the counter before quickly making my way to her room.

I opened the door, and my heart raced at the unexpected scene that greeted me.

It was my sister Harper and my husband who had her bend over at the post of the bed and rambling inside her.

I gasped as they turned to face me, their eyes devoid of remorse or regret.

“Harper, how could you do this?” I shouted, rushing toward her in anger, but Dominic restrained me.

“Let me go, please… no…” I pleaded, fighting against his grip.

“Let me simplify this for you,” he said, and as I met his gaze, my heart ached. He was the man I had devoted myself to for months, striving to earn his love and affection, yet it all seemed in vain.

"It's over between us. My lawyer will reach out to you with the divorce papers. Since we don't have any children, this should be straightforward, and you will receive fair compensation," he stated, leaving me in tears, my eyes wide with disbelief.

I turned to my sister, only to find a smirk playing on her lips; she was pleased that Dominic was ending our marriage, and it was unmistakable in her gaze.

"How could you do this to me?" I cried out in anguish.

"What have I done?" he retorted, his face twisted in disgust. I struggled to keep my composure as he spoke to me with such animosity.

His words ignited anger and sadness within me. How could he even ask that after I discovered him in bed with my sister? Did he truly despise me that much?

“I trusted you completely. I did everything to make you happy and to strengthen our bond, yet you chose to betray me with my sister. How could you do this?” I shouted at him, my voice filled with pain as I looked into his eyes, which were devoid of any emotion.

“You didn’t give me a child. You’re barren, utterly barren. I can’t live without a child; my family would never accept that. So, I’ve made my decision: we will part ways, and you will be compensated,” he replied coldly, as I struggled to stifle my sobs. How could he do this to me?

I realized I was powerless against him; he was the Don for a reason. As soon as he released me, I crumpled to the floor, overwhelmed with grief, watching him gather his clothes and leave.

He paid no mind to my cries as I mourned. My sister, too, seemed indifferent as she got up to dress, and I could see the delight in her eyes, the satisfaction she felt in this moment that was so devastating for me.

How could you do this to me, Harper? I trusted you; you’re my sister! My voice trembled as I spoke, and I had never felt so shattered in my life.

“I did what I had to do to survive. You should understand that,” she replied, glancing back at me

“Survive what? How?” I yelled at her in anger as she scoffed.

“You have no idea if you're done leave,” she snapped at me.

“You’re my sister, you heartless witch! Don’t you feel any remorse for what you’ve done? Can’t you see how deeply you’ve hurt me?” I shouted, tears streaming down my face as she met my gaze.

“I honestly don’t care,” she said coldly, and I stood up, moving closer to her.

“I’m going to have his baby. After the divorce, you can just leave,” she said, and I felt my body tremble with rage. How could she dictate my life like this?

“And what if I refuse? You can’t control me,” I challenged her, and she laughed as she turned to face me.

“Then brace yourself, sister. You’ll wish for death, while I get everything I want,” she declared.

“You will pay for this, Harper. I swear it,” I retorted fiercely as I stormed out of the penthouse.

Days went by, and they felt like the darkest moments of my life. Dominic hadn’t returned home for a single day, and on the third day, his lawyer delivered the divorce papers to me.

The settlement was substantial, just as promised, but I had no intention of accepting it. I planned to leave this place far behind and raise my child where he or she would be safe from him.

With a heavy heart, I signed the papers, packed my bags into the truck, and drove away. Tears streamed down my face as I made my way to the airport, and just as I locked my phone, it rang.

“What do you want?” I snapped at Harper, who responded with a mocking laugh.

“You think I’d let you escape so easily? While you're pregnant,” she threatened, sending a shiver down my spine.

“How do you know I’m pregnant?” I shot back, my voice low and fierce.

"You left your test results on my counter, you know!" she said, and I felt a shiver run down my spine. I had completely forgotten that I had taken the results to her place and left them there.

“It’s done, Harper. You can have him; I’m done here, and don’t worry he isn’t coming near my child” I shouted into the phone before abruptly ending the call.

Just then, a car crashed into mine, and I felt a sharp pain as my head struck hard. I released the steering wheel, and everything faded to black.