My Cheating Ex Wants Me Back, but a Billionaire Loves Me

"Come on, Ryan, baby... Forget about that and come over here..."

The woman's seductive voice drifted through the phone.

Emily's fingers went numb. The ultrasound photo slipped from her hand and fluttered to the floor.

"What's with the silence? If you've got something to say, hurry up and say it."

Her husband's irritated voice was like another knife to her heart.

The world seemed to tilt beneath her feet. Her knees buckled.

"Emily, are you all right?"

A pair of steady hands caught her before she could fall.

It was Alexander Sterling, who had quietly accompanied her to the hospital.

Tears spilled down Emily's cheeks.

She couldn't take it anymore.

"No. I'm not all right. I... I'm getting a divorce."

"Understood."

Alexander nodded without hesitation. Then he gently took the phone from her trembling hand.

"Hello. Emily won't be coming home. She's decided to divorce you."

Before Ryan could respond, Alexander ended the call.

"That's taken care of. Let's find somewhere you can sit down. You look terribly pale."

He guided Emily into the hospital lounge.

They settled at a quiet table by the window, away from the other visitors. Alexander caught a staff member's attention.

"Two hot drinks, please."

Then he took the seat across from her.

"You don't have to explain anything right now. Take your time."

There was no judgment in his voice, no empty words of comfort. Just quiet reassurance.

And somehow, that simple kindness broke the last of Emily's composure.

Tears streamed down her face.

How did everything go so wrong?

Just this morning, I thought I was happy.

Emily worked at a small café in town.

Earlier that day, during the busy lunch rush, her vision had suddenly gone white. She had nearly collapsed right there on the café floor.

Alexander, one of the café's regular customers, had been the first to notice.

"You're far too pale. We need to get you to a hospital."

At first, Emily had refused.

The café was busy, and she couldn't bear the thought of inconveniencing a customer. Besides, she had assumed it was nothing more than anemia.

But Alexander wouldn't hear of it.

"If you push yourself and make things worse, that'll be a much bigger problem. I'll explain everything to your manager."

His calm, confident manner had left little room for argument.

And so, Emily had allowed him to bring her to the hospital.

To her surprise, the reception staff had arranged for her to see a doctor almost immediately upon recognizing Alexander.

He must know a lot of people, she'd thought.

She hadn't given it much consideration beyond that.

Then, in the examination room, the doctor had delivered news she never expected.

"Congratulations, Emily. You're pregnant."

Her heart had filled with joy.

A baby... Ryan and I are having a baby!

She had been certain her husband would be thrilled.

Clutching the ultrasound photo, she'd stepped outside the examination room and reached for her phone.

She couldn't wait to tell him.

And then...

Everything had fallen apart.

"Why...?"

Emily's voice came out as barely a whisper.

"All I wanted was to tell him we're having a baby..."

Just then, two cups of steaming tea arrived.

Alexander placed one gently in front of her.

"Please, have some. You haven't eaten anything, have you?"

Emily nodded faintly and wrapped both hands around the cup.

The warmth slowly seeped into her ice-cold fingers.

"Thank you..."

"There's no need to thank me."

Alexander looked directly into her eyes.

"But there's one thing I need to ask you."

His voice remained gentle, yet there was a seriousness in his expression—the quiet authority of a man accustomed to making important decisions.

"Are you certain you want a divorce?"

"...Yes."

Emily nodded without hesitation.

Ryan had lost his job after being laid off. Since then, he'd made no real effort to find another one.

She had worked multiple part-time jobs to support them both, believing that if she just tried hard enough, they could get through anything together.

She had trusted him.

She had sacrificed for him.

And now, on the very day she'd discovered she was carrying their child, she'd learned that he was cheating on her.

With another woman.

In their own home.

She had reached her limit.

"I want a divorce. For my baby... and for myself."

Alexander regarded her silently for a moment.

Then he nodded.

"I understand."

He leaned forward slightly, his gaze unwavering.

"Then allow me to help you."