All Chapters of Pregnant For My Ex, Married To His Rival : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

“You’re unbelievable and stupid, Adriana. You definitely heard her moan. Loud and clear—I cheated on you again, and here you are, just sitting there like some lost puppy. Still hoping I’ll change, huh?”Antonio's words sliced through Adriana like a blade. But still, she said nothing. Her gaze dropped to the floor, and her mind wandered back to how she had been so hopeful that today would be different.“Could he have forgotten again?” Adriana pressed her right hand to her forehead, as she stared at the glowing screen of her phone. Antonio, her husband's contact, stared back at her—the same number she’d dialed nine times already today. With a soft sigh, she tapped it again. The call rang and rang, but no answer, again!A cold knot twisted in her, and she made her way through the mesmerising halls of Migos Enterprises. Today, once again, she found herself alone—overlooked, and forgotten by him.Outside, she marched to the parking lot, and in less than twenty-five minutes, she pulled up

"What are you saying?” Adriana whispered with her brows knitted together as she turned to face him.Eros didn’t answer right away. Instead, he reached down to the car’s built-in safe and pulled out a slim envelope from it. Without a word, he placed it gently on her lap.“Open it when you’re alone. You have one hour.” His voice came out sharp, with his eyes still fixed ahead.“An hour for what?” Adriana uttered, her throat tightening.“To decide if you truly want him to regret ever letting you go.” He responded flatly, and the car door beside Adriana popped open.Just in time, the rain stopped.“All you need to know is inside that envelope. You may step out now,” he added, his voice dismissing her.Adriana nodded numbly. “Thanks,” she murmured, and slid out of the car.With her suitcase beside her, she watched as the car glided away without hesitation into the wet night.Minutes later, she checked into a modest hotel room with the air smelling faintly of lemon-scented disinfectant. As

How did you get here?” Eros' voice came out barely above a breath, his hand still clutching the door handle tight.“Well, since you haven’t changed your head of house workers, getting in wasn’t that hard.” Natalia said in a cool voice and tried to take a step forward.But Eros' towering frame blocked the entry, his expression unreadable.“At least let me come in and settle down so we can talk,” she muttered, and for a brief second, her eyes softened with something that looked like regret.But Eros only stared at her like she was a ghost from a life he’d buried.“Why are you here, Natalia?” He asked in a voice now loud and sharper.Natalia huffed, and then her hands flailed slightly in surrender. “Okay, fine. A month after our divorce, I realised I made a mistake. A terrible one. I called…texted… you ignored every attempt. I’ve been waiting for you to return to Australia, Eros. I was wrong, I admit it. “I want you back, Eros Rodriguez.” Her voice cracked out like a desperate prayer, h

Adriana’s breath hitched the moment his lips pressed against hers. The kiss came without warning, crashing into her like a tidal wave. One second she was seething with fury; the next she was paralysed, caught between shock and something dangerously unfamiliar. Eros didn’t rush the kiss. His lips moved with purpose, moulding against hers, slow and sure. He gently tugged on her lower lip, savouring it like it was something he’d been craving for far too long. Adriana clenched her fists at her sides, ready to push him off. But she didn’t; she couldn’t. She stood frozen, confused, her heart thundering in her chest so loudly that she was sure he could hear it.  It wasn’t that she wanted the kiss; it wasn’t even about desire. It was about the storm he had stirred inside her, one she hadn’t felt in years. Then, just as suddenly, Eros p

The ride back to the penthouse was a blur of red taillights and muffled groans.With Adriana sitting hunched in the backseat beside Antonio, her face pinched as wave after wave of cramping slammed through her. She bit her lower lip hard, refusing to let tears fall in front.Eros watched her quietly, his hand hovering near hers but never quite touching. He didn’t know what to do with the version of her—the strong, sharp woman now folded in pain beside him.“Can you walk?” he asked gently as the car came to a stop outside the penthouse entrance.Adriana nodded weakly and stepped out. Eros followed close behind, his hand instinctively hovering near her back.But Adriana only made it a few steps before stopping short. She froze mid-stride with her hand gripping the side of her hip, as another spasm hit—harder this time. She couldn't help but let a small sound escape her lips.Eros was at her side in a second. Withou