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2026-02-26 23:43:27
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Divorced With His Heir In My Belly Baseless Accusations
[Sarah’s POV]"You cannot go around making baseless accusations, Tyler," I snapped, my voice low and cutting. "Do you have any idea how this looks? You’re a man under investigation for corporate espionage, and now you’re stalking me to whisper conspiracy theories about my staff.""It’s not baseless, Sarah," Tyler insisted, leaning across the small marble table. His voice was a harsh whisper, his eyes searching mine with a desperation that felt almost physical. "I’m not just throwing names around here. I’m trying to figure out what the hell is going on. The evidence is clear. Size forty-six ranch boots. folks in the city do not wear that."I leaned back in the velvet chair, my fingers tracing the rim of an untouched espresso. I looked at Tyler. He was a mess—shadows under his eyes, his shirt wrinkled, a frantic energy vibrating off him that made my skin crawl. Dex stood a few paces away, his back to us, guarding the perimeter of a conversation that felt like it was being held over a
Divorced With His Heir In My Belly The Stakeout
[Tyler’s POV]It was humiliating. A month ago, I owned this building. I owned the air inside that lobby. Now, I was a ghost haunting my own perimeter, my high-level security clearance revoked and my face likely pinned to the "do not allow" board in the security office. Sarah meant it when she said she would erase my existence from it.The interior of my SUV smelled like stale coffee and the frantic, sour sweat of a man who was losing everything. I had been sitting in the shadows of the parking structure across from the Rider Group building for nearly six hours, my eyes burning from staring at the revolving glass doors.I shifted in the leather seat, my back aching. I was exhausted. The lead from Detective Miller about the size 46 boots tracks found near where Beatrice was dumped, was screaming in the back of my mind. I needed to tell Sarah. I needed her to understand what my suspicions are.Give it up, Tyler, a voice in my head whispered. She’ll just call the police. She’ll think it’s
Divorced With His Heir In My Belly The Prodigal Wife and Footprints
[Tyler’s POV]We sat in the dim light of the chandelier, the only sound the rhythmic clink of silver against porcelain. Chloe was pushing a piece of salmon around her plate, her eyes red-rimmed from another day of restricted credit lines, while Elena stared blankly at the empty chair where our father usually sat."He’s still in Italy," Chloe muttered, breaking the silence. "I talked to him twenty minutes ago. He’s trying to move some offshore assets, but everything is tangled in Sarah’s new audit protocols.""He shouldn't have left," I said, my voice flat. "Moving our assets now is a wrong move, and he knows that. Father just needed an excuse to run away from his mess.""He knows it’s a losing battle," Elena whispered.Before I could respond, the doorbell chimed a sharp, intrusive sound that echoed through the hollow house."Is that Dad?" Elena asked, her eyes lighting up with a desperate hope."Impossible," Chloe countered. "Unless he rented a supersonic jet we can't afford."The doo
Divorced With His Heir In My Belly The Deadly Game of Pretense
[Sarah’s POV]The production house was a hive of activity, I stood by the large oak tasting table, a manifest in my hand, forcing my eyes to stay fixed on the columns of numbers. I could feel Norman before I saw him. The air seemed to shift, growing heavier, more stifling. I didn't look up until I felt his shadow fall across the paperwork."The late-harvest yields are exceeding the estimates, Sarah," Norman said, his voice warm and steady... the same voice that had whispered promises to me while, unknown to me, he was typing messages to Lucy. "We’re going to have a record-breaking vintage."I looked up and forced a smile so wide it made my cheeks ache. I let out a light, airy laugh, the sound echoing hollowly in my own ears. "That’s incredible news, Norman. I knew I could trust you to handle the harvest perfectly. You always have such a green thumb."He stepped closer, moving into that small, private space we usually shared when the staff was busy. He reached out, his hand sliding ont
Divorced With His Heir In My Belly Who Are You?
[Sarah’s POV]"Mama! Mama!"Caleb stumbled toward me on unsteady legs, and the cold, sharp edges of the Rider Group boardroom finally began to melt away from my mind. I scooped him up, burying my face in the crook of his neck, breathing in the scent of baby powder and sun-warmed skin. I showered his chubby cheeks with kisses, desperate to anchor myself back to the only thing in this world that wasn't a lie."You’ve been a good boy for Rosa, haven't you?" I whispered, tickling his stomach until he shrieked with laughter.Rosa and Mae were standing by the changing table, their movements stiff, their eyes avoiding mine. The tension from my outburst the night before was still there, a thick, invisible wall that made every breath feel heavy. I set Caleb down in his playpen and forced a smile that felt small on my face."I was thinking," I started, trying to inject a lightness into my voice that I didn't feel. "Maybe tonight, once Caleb is asleep, we could open a bottle of the new Reserve?
Divorced With His Heir In My Belly Taking a Leaf Out of His Book
[Sarah’s POV]"Ms. Hale? If you look at slide fourteen, you’ll see the projected margins for the Q3 expansion into the Asian markets."Adam, the Director of Global Marketing, was standing by the massive LED screen. He was young, sharp, and radiating a nervous energy. He had been talking for forty-five minutes.I didn't hear a word of it.Instead, I felt the phantom sensation of the North ridge wind against my bare skin. I felt the rough texture of the wool blanket beneath me and the heat of Norman’s mouth against my neck. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw the way the sunlight had caught the sweat on his brow as he looked down at me, claiming me in the middle of my own land.A slow, involuntary blush crept up my neck, warming my cheeks. I leaned back in the executive chair, my fingers tracing the outline of my lower lip, remembering the weight of his kiss. A small, private smile tugged at the corners of my mouth."Ms. Hale? Ma'am?"I snapped back to the present. The room was silent. T
Divorced With His Heir In My Belly Whose Child?
[Tyler’s POV]The drive from the Hale Estate to the family beach house was a blur. My hands were shaking on the steering wheel, not from the shotgun that had been pointed at my chest, but from the face I had seen on that wall.That child. Those eyes.I roared into the driveway of the beach house, t
Last Updated : 2026-03-26Divorced With His Heir In My Belly The Invisible Leash
[Sarah’s POV]I was leaning over a harvest report when the door opened, and Norman stepped in. Our eyes met for a fraction of a second... an uncomfortable spark before he abruptly looked at the floor."The south perimeter is clear," he said, his voice clipped and professional. "Big Elijah is back o
Last Updated : 2026-03-27Divorced With His Heir In My Belly The Portrait on the Wall
[Sarah’s POV]Norman drove the Maybach like a madman. The tires screamed as we tore up the gravel driveway of the Hale Estate. My heart was in my throat, pounding against my ribs with pure terror.As the car came to a halt in front of the main house, I didn't wait for Norman to open the door. I jum
Last Updated : 2026-03-26Divorced With His Heir In My Belly The Viper at the Table
[Tyler’s POV]The silver fork in Lucy’s hand scraped against the fine china, a sound that set my teeth on edge as she chatted away."I’m telling you, Tyler, the steak is practically raw," Lucy said, her voice a sharp, annoying buzz in my ears. "We need to fire the chef. Everyone is getting on my ner
Last Updated : 2026-03-27
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