The Billionaire’s Regret: He Wants Me Back.

Serena's POV 

“You're three weeks pregnant,” the doctor's voice replayed in my head, looping over me like a record long after I've left the hospital.

I sniffed, pressing back the sob that rose to my throat. How could I have gotten pregnant the very first time my husband touched me? How could I have taken in amidst everything I was facing in my marriage.

I leaned into the car seat, watching the cars pass by trying to wonder how Cassian, my husband, was going to react. 

For three years that we've been married, I've gotten nothing from him except indifference, coldness and cruelty. This was going to be no different.

He would hate it, that was certain.

The thought alone broke the little spirit left inside of me.

Cassian had never touched me, until that day he came home drunk, completely lost of his senses. The night together was wild, with me giving in completely as one of my dreams was coming true.

And for a split moment, I had thought that was going to mean something, that the fact that we had sex was going to change something in our marriage.

But Cassian was never like that.

The next day, he had cruelly dismissed me like a stain, not wanting to talk of what happened, as if I was something disposable.

And somehow I got pregnant. From that one interaction.

Why did life ever decide to play me like this?

At that, I paused, my hands going over my belly. That one interaction led to a baby. The one mistake that I held dearly even as Cassian dismissed it led to this.

What if… this could repair our broken marriage? What if I was sent this pregnancy because it's the one thing that could bring Cassian closer to me?

“I should tell him,” I whispered and nodded, grabbing my phone. I dialled his number two times but he didn't pick up. “He has to know,” I whispered to myself.

Yes, I had to let him know immediately.

“Turn around. Voss meridian group,” I said to the driver. 

“Ma'am?”

“Take me to Voss meridian” I reiterated as I exhaled. 

Perhaps this could fix our marriage. Maybe this one pregnancy was all we needed.

Every minute in the car felt suffocating as my mind kept replaying the drunken night. The way every part of my body had responded to Cassian’s touch only for him to dismiss me right after.

Was this baby really going to fix things?

The moment we reached Voss meridian and I stepped out of the car, I clasped my hands together, trying to form my words. Cassian never liked me visiting unless he needed me to.

When he wanted me to plan events, find out what employees and investors expected at events. That's the only time he found me worthy to visit.

But I couldn't wait. Since the doctor broke the news, my mind had been eating me up. I needed to let him know.

“I am sorry to visit without letting you know but I started experiencing certain symptoms, Cassian. I checked and now I'm pregnant,” I rehearsed my words until I was passing by the secretary's desk.

She wasn't there and soon I was standing in front of Cassian's office. As I took my hands to the door, I could swear I heard a light whimper but without another thought, I pushed the door open.

I stepped in and my eyes widened. Because there on the office couch my husband sat naked, a woman sitting right on his torso.

The world tilted in my face and I let out a gasp as I took a step back.

Both of them turned immediately and Cassian raised a brow as he disengaged from the woman while I stared at them.

“What are you doing here?” Cassian asked and I wanted to believe I was hearing wrong.

That I hadn't just caught my husband cheating. 

But the sight in front of me never changed.

Cassian was with another woman.

“I—” I choked on my sob as I took a step backwards, my eyes darting from him to the woman. Just hours ago, I was throwing my intestines up, got what I considered the biggest shock of my life and now… here my husband was, with another woman.

“You are cheating on me,” my voice cracked as a tear rolled down, the look in Cassian's eyes shattering every hope I ever had.

Minutes ago, I was wondering if the baby could bring us together… maybe we could finally have a wonderful family that I so craved.

The lady finally stood from the couch, slipping into one of her underwear. She took two steps until she was standing by Cassian's side. “I thought you said she's always confined to that mansion of yours.”

My lips trembled as I looked at Cassian as he shrugged. “I said mostly, not always.”

“Serena,” he called, holding my eyes, “this is Vivienne.”

My limbs stilled, every sound swallowed into nothing behind me.

Vivienne. He had mentioned her countlessly. The one woman he said he could never get over. His first love.