The Billionaire's Secret Baby After Divorce

Bella's POVThey say after every storm comes clarity. I don't know if I believe that, but what I know is that when I walked out of Eric's life, I walked into a void.I had nothing but my name. Everything Eric had bought for me, every property, every penny, was taken by his mother after the divorce. The only thing that was left, which I doubt he or his mother knew, was exposure. Eric had introduced me to the beauty world, to salon moguls and cosmetic CEOs. I'd been the silent wife sitting beside him, but I had listened, watched, and when the time came, I stepped forward. Building my brand behind his back.While I was married to him, I secretly built my beauty brand. People started noticing. And by the second week of my divorce, Belle's Beauty was at every beauty counter, every influencer's feed, and murmured in boardrooms. My company, my empire.One evening, standing at the Grand Marlton Hotel for the Investor's Forum, I wore a beautiful red dress, hoping to convince potential investor

Eric's POVNo matter how hard I tried, it was impossible to forget Bella. It had been seven months since she left me. Seven months since I signed away the best thing that had ever walked into my life. Whenever I closed my eyes, all I could see was her. I rubbed my temple, trying to shake the memory of her, when the soft click of my office door diverted my attention."Mr. Damon?" my secretary, Clara, peeked her head inside. "There's someone here who insists on seeing you. He doesn't have an appointment, and I tried to reschedule, but he said it's urgent."I frowned. "Who is it?""A Dr. Leonard Hale," she replied, checking her notepad.The name struck a chord immediately. Dr. Hale. The fertility specialist. I hadn't seen the man in months, not since before the divorce. I had gone secretly to him for checkups, endless tests, and consultations that had yielded nothing but disappointment.I sat back in my chair, instantly masking the sudden urge of unease. "Send him in."Clara nodded and d

Cole's POVWhen I entered my office, I loosened my tie slightly, settling into the chair that I would be sitting on for twelve hours than I cared to count. My desk was cluttered with folders and contracts. I thumbed through one file, approving the final stages of a property acquisition in Milan. Another file required my signature for a tech startup in San Francisco.But even while I was busy with work, my thoughts were on my wife. My beloved Bella. And even though she's not in the hospital, I still couldn't shake the memory and the fear that came the day she fainted in the middle of our wedding ceremony.Fortunately, she was recovering now. Martha had assured me that Bella was okay. So, I buried myself in work. But then, the intercom on my desk buzzed."Yes?" I pressed the button.My secretary, Amanda, spoke quickly. "Sir, there's someone here asking to see you. Privately. He says it's important."I leaned back on my chair as my curiosity sparked. "And who is that?"She paused for a s

Eric's POVI leaned back against the chair in my study, holding a glass of whiskey as I stared at the burning flames in the fireplace. I had not expected the day to leave me this restless, as my visit to Cole's office was supposed to give me the upper hand, along with a feeling of satisfaction. Instead, I left with my blood boiling and an infuriating anger. I couldn't stop thinking about Bella being pregnant with my child until the footsteps of my mother shattered my thoughts.My jaw tightened as she entered. The doors flung open, and there she stood, as formidable as she had been all my life. She was beautifully dressed in an emerald silk gown, her hair coiffed into its perfect crown."You may think I don't know of all the things you do. All your movements," she said."What are you talking about, mother?" I asked."I heard," she snapped. "I heard what you did today."I didn't move. "And what exactly did you hear, mother?"She strode in, and her diamond necklace instantly caught the f

Bella's POVIt was a beautiful morning. The house was quiet, Cole had left for work at dawn, but his cologne still faint in the air clung to the sheets and the air. I sat on the edge of the bed, my palms pressed against my knees, my mind churning with thoughts that refused to silence themselves.It had been hours since Cole's car disappeared down the driveway, and in those hours, I had made up my mind. My decision weighed heavily on me, but at the same time, it gave me a strange, brittle strength.I reached for the bell by my bedside table, the one Cole had insisted I use if I ever needed the staff. My fingers hovered for a moment before I pressed it. Minutes later, I heard a familiar sound of light footsteps. The door opened and Martha peeked in, her apron neatly tied, her face as gentle as always."You rang, Mrs. Warren?" she asked softly, stepping inside.I looked at her, my chest tight, and for a moment I almost faltered. But then I reminded myself that I couldn't falter now."Mar