Divorced by the billionaire, pregnant with his secret twins

The rain refused to stop.

Sophia stood by the floor-to-ceiling window of the Knight Mansion, her fingers tracing the fog that clung to the glass. Outside, flashes of lightning illuminated the sprawling gardens where she had once imagined children running through the flowers.

Children.

A small smile touched her lips.

She had spent the entire afternoon rehearsing how she would tell Adrian the news.

Would she surprise him over dinner?

Or leave the pregnancy test inside a tiny gift box?

Perhaps she would hand him the baby's first ultrasound once she had one.

Her heart fluttered at the thought.

Three years.

Three years of marriage filled with lonely dinners, cancelled anniversaries, and whispered promises that tomorrow would be better.

Tomorrow had finally arrived.

Tonight, she would tell her husband they were going to be parents.

The sound of tires rolling over wet gravel pulled her from her thoughts.

Sophia glanced out the window.

A sleek black Rolls-Royce came to a stop beneath the grand entrance.

Adrian was home.

She smoothed the wrinkles from her cream-colored dress before hurrying downstairs, unable to stop the smile spreading across her face.

The front door opened.

Adrian Knight stepped inside, tall and impeccably dressed in a charcoal suit despite the storm. Raindrops clung to his dark hair as one of the house staff accepted his coat.

He looked exhausted.

As always.

"You're home," Sophia said softly.

His gaze landed on her for only a second.

"I am."

No smile.

No kiss.

No warmth.

Still...

She had grown used to it.

"You're just in time. Dinner is almost ready."

"I've already eaten."

Her smile faltered.

"Oh."

Silence settled between them.

It hadn't always been like this.

When they first married, Adrian had at least tried.

He would ask about her day.

Remember little things she liked.

Bring home flowers after business trips.

But somewhere along the way...

Those moments disappeared.

Now, they lived in the same mansion like strangers sharing a roof.

"I actually have something important to tell you," Sophia said, unable to hide the excitement in her voice.

Adrian looked away before she could continue.

"So do I."

Something in his tone made her chest tighten.

He walked past her toward the study.

"Come in."

Her heartbeat quickened.

She followed him into the room that had always felt colder than the rest of the house.

The study smelled of leather and expensive whiskey.

Adrian remained standing behind his desk.

He didn't ask her to sit.

Instead, he opened a drawer and removed a brown envelope.

Sophia frowned.

"What is that?"

He didn't answer immediately.

Instead, he placed the envelope on the desk between them.

Her stomach twisted.

"Adrian..."

"I'll keep this brief."

His voice was calm.

Too calm.

"I've arranged everything."

Her fingers trembled.

"Arranged what?"

"The house you'll move into."

She blinked.

"What?"

"The financial settlement."

She laughed nervously.

"I don't understand."

"You won't have to worry about money."

Her smile vanished.

A cold chill crept through her body.

"Adrian..."

"There will also be monthly support."

She stared at him.

The room suddenly felt too small.

"What are you talking about?"

His jaw tightened.

Then, without another word...

He slid the envelope across the desk.

It stopped inches from her hands.

She looked down.

Her breath caught.

DIVORCE AGREEMENT

The words blurred before her eyes.

"No..."

She looked up.

"This has to be a joke."

"It isn't."

Her lips parted, but no words came.

The excitement she'd carried all day dissolved into disbelief.

"Why?"

Adrian exhaled slowly.

For the first time that evening, there was something that resembled guilt in his eyes.

But it disappeared just as quickly.

Then he spoke the words that shattered her world.

"Sign the divorce papers."

He paused.

"Martha is pregnant with my child."

Sophia felt as though the ground had disappeared beneath her feet.

Her ears rang.

She searched his face, waiting for him to say he was lying.

Waiting for him to smile.

Waiting for him to tell her this was some terrible misunderstanding.

He didn't.

Every dream she had built over the past three years collapsed in a single heartbeat.

Without realizing it, her hand drifted to her stomach.

Their child.

The secret she had planned to tell him tonight suddenly became the heaviest burden she had ever carried.

And for the first time since marrying Adrian Knight...

Sophia realized that sometimes love wasn't enough.

Sometimes, the person you loved most would be the one to break you beyond repair.

Outside, thunder cracked across the night sky.

Neither of them moved.

Between them, the divorce papers lay open...

Waiting for her signature.