He Forced Divorce & Took Away My Son

The first thing I do is head straight to the police station and file a complaint. They hardly take me seriously when I tell them everything that happened to me.And their excuse to avoid their responsibility?“You are unharmed. Dressed up perfectly. Except for a little messy hair. Are you sure you weren't just drunk, passed out somewhere and woke up to make up stuff?”Hearing their words, I nearly cuss them out.When I insist furiously, they agree to look around the warehouse I was kept in but the way they didn't bother asking much details, I hardly think they're going to look into it.What stuns me is the fact that no one bothered to look for me. I was gone for the whole night yet no missing complaints were filed for me.Disappointment is all I feel as I sigh and call my driver to pick me from the station...The car pulls through the driveway of Vorozi Estate, and the guards are all set in their usual spots. No one is waiting outside on the front porch.The driver opens the door for

In the quiet, spacious room, tucked in the comfort of warm blankets, Alex sleeps peacefully under the effect of medicines. My fingers thread through his hair, soft and slow as guilt swallows me whole.“Mommy loves you, baby,” I whisper, placing a gentle kiss on his forehead before I quietly leave the bed and put pillows by the edge of the bed.Turning off the lights, I walk out of the room and head downstairs to the kitchen. My stomach growls softly but I can't bring myself to eat anything. Not after what happened with Alex and the noise I heard on the phone. Alex's scolding isn't what hurts me. The noise in the background and the instant end of the call did. Everything points to one conclusion. Something I can't bring myself to believe in.Asher has a woman behind my back.I inhale sharply and open the fridge; the light from inside falls on my face softly. My eyes skim over the bottles of beer and wine. I gulp, carelessly reaching for it but the moment my mind swirls back to Alex, I

“No!” I scream, stepping towards him, all into his personal space. “He is my son!” I yell, hitting his chest. My throat burns, “Why are you doing this to me? Why? You know this is my only family then why are you breaking it? Why are you hurting me, Asher? Why!” My fists meet his chest in harsh, forceful punches but he stays still, unmoving like a wall. His expressions are blank like he isn't the man who once loved me like his everything… like he isn't pouring hell on me. His hands clasp around my wrists, refraining from any more movements. His dark eyes stare coldly into my tearful ones. “Leave,” He asserts. “I'm not going without my son,” I declare through clenched teeth, before yanking my hands free. I push him away and bolt to the stairs, climbing my way up until I reach Alex's room. I barge inside, my eyes train on Alex who is eating a cookie with Kate lounging on the chair. I rush up to him and wrap him in my arms. My arms tremble as the fear of losing him claws up my chest

Her announcement works like a spell that shakes my world. My pulse spikes up, hands tremble as I grab the pregnancy stick and stare at it as if by doing so I can find a flaw. “How….” I can't form any proper words. “C'mon daddy, you know how. We had one long night together. Did you forget already?” She muses, taking the bag and putting it back on the table before settling herself on my lap. I lean back into the chair. Her hands rest on my chest, tracing it ever so slowly. “Do you want me to remind you how deep you were in me?” She whispers, smacking her lips before shrugging the blazer off her shoulders. I gulp, fighting the images that flash in my head. “You were so good, daddy. I was sore for a whole day” she grabs my hands and places it on her breast. “Now that she is gone from your life. Nothing has to be a secret. We can do everything and no one will stop us” She rasps, leaning close to my neck. The beep from my phone draws a groan from her. “I need to take this,” I whisp

A hand clasps around my wrist, preventing me from falling behind and yanks me forward. My eyes lock with Eugene’s, the oldest head maid, as I collide in her arms. “Oh God, are you okay?” She asks, keeping her palm gently on my stomach. A shaky sigh leaves my lips as I take a moment to calm my erratic heartbeat. “I’m okay,” I murmur quietly. Eugene gently pats my arm, “You should be careful around high places.” I nod, glancing behind and grimacing at what could have happened had she not grabbed me on time. “Thank you, Eugene… Really thank you” The wrinkles crinkle around her eyes as she flashes me a warm smile before she guides me away from the stairs. … Days passed in the Estate with me still trying to find a way to get Alex, then eventually months passed. Three months to be exact, and now that my belly is starting to show, I’m afraid I’m losing hope of getting Alex back. I can’t do anything until I give birth and make sure this baby survives, too. As I enter the kitchen, Eug