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2026-03-30 18:23:07
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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 Picnic Heat, Legs in The Air
[Sarah’s POV]The house felt like a morgue as I moved through the hallway with my shoulders squared. But the usual chatter, that had once filled these walls was gone. I walked through the kitchen on my way to the terrace, my heels clicking against the stone. Rosa was there, dicing onions. She didn't look up. She didn't offer her usual morning greeting or ask if I wanted a second cup of coffee. Her shoulders stiff, her movements entirely devoid of warmth.I hadn’t apologized yet. The words sat heavy in my throat every time I opened my mouth, but they refused to come out. Yesterday’s explosion still echoed in my ears. Part of me knew I had been too harsh. Another part, the raw and exhausted part that had been carrying too much for too long, still believed they needed the reminder. I turned and walked out, leaving the kitchen."You’re overthinking it, Sarah."I jumped slightly as Norman stepped out from the shadows of the hallway. He didn't look like the brooding, sulking man who had s
Divorced With His Heir In My Belly Collateral Damage
[Tyler’s POV]The silence of in our family mansion wasn't the peaceful kind. I sat on the edge of a velvet armchair, my head in my hands, listening to the rhythmic thump-thump of a rubber ball hitting the marble floor. Leena was sitting in the center of the foyer, surrounded by the designer suitcases Sarah had packed. The child looked too small for this house.The house was cold. Even with the heat cranked up, the stone walls seemed to radiate a chill that no furnace could touch."Tyler? Where is the Nanny? Where is Mrs. Gable?"I looked up. Chloe was leaning over the banister, her hair perfectly layed looking like she was ready for a gala instead of a family collapse. She was frowning, her phone clutched in her hand."She’s upstairs, Chloe. Putting some of Leena’s things away," I said, my voice sounding like it had been dragged through gravel. "Why?""I’m starving," Chloe said, descending the stairs with a practiced grace that made my stomach churn. "I’ve been craving those truffle F
Divorced With His Heir In My Belly Emptiness
[Tyler’s POV]"She doesn’t look like a Rider, Tyler. Not even a little bit."Chloe’s voice cut through the sterile quiet of the recovery room. She was standing at the foot of Lucy’s bed, her arms crossed tightly over her chest. She didn't even look at the pink bundle in the cot with affection. She
Dernière mise à jour : 2026-03-22Divorced With His Heir In My Belly The Ghost of a Perfect Life
[Tyler’s POV] My father had fled the event like a wounded animal, refusing to meet my eyes. The "Great Byron Rider" had been reduced to a shaking old man by a woman he’d called a "nobody." Every accusation she’d hurled—the embezzlement, the mistress, the letters to Maggie—was ringing in my ears li
Dernière mise à jour : 2026-03-24Divorced With His Heir In My Belly The Anonymous Investor
【Sarah’s POV]The Maybach pulled up to the curb of the Metropolitan Plaza. Dex, my head of security, stepped out first. He adjusted his jacket, his eyes scanning the perimeter."Ready, Miss Hale?" Dex asked, opening my door.I took a deep breath, I looked down at my dress—a custom-made, emerald sil
Dernière mise à jour : 2026-03-23Divorced With His Heir In My Belly The Rebirth of a Queen.
[Sarah’s POV]"Are you absolutely sure it was him?"My voice trembled, but it wasn't the same fear that had defined my life a year ago. It wasn't the shaking of a frightened rabbit cornered by a wolf. It was the vibration of a new type of rage.My hands were wrapped tightly around the sleeping bund
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