All Chapters of Rejected by my baby's daddy; Treasured by his step-brother : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

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The Night I Was Broken

Amelia's POV I smiled widely, rubbing my stomach with care as I walked into my matrimonial bedroom. It had been over three months, and my pregnancy had not resulted in a miscarriage like the other ones. "I am done with the preparation, ma'am!" The maid Ashton hired to help me with house chores announced from the passage. "Ok. Is that my husband's car honking?!" I raised my voice back, feeling a bit scared. "Yes, ma'am," I rushed out of the room with my hand wrapped around my stomach because I did not want Ashton to walk past the living room before I gave him the news he had always wanted to hear. My palms turned sweaty as the giant door creaked open. "Happy third anniversary!" I grinned when he walked in, but he kept his usual cold face. He stepped closer to me, eyes burning with anger. "I would like it if you could greet me with happy divorce day instead," he barked, staring at me with so much dislike. "What do you mean by that, my dearest?" I stuttered as my moo

Hasty commitment

Amelia's POV THE NEXT DAY I blinked my eyes many times, trying to adjust my sight to the fancy surroundings. Everything screams money! "Oh goodness! It's been seven hours," A woman exclaimed happily as she ran to my side. "My baby," I struggled to speak as the words came out in a cough. "Sorry,” She gently rubbed my arm. “Your baby is in good condition. You don't have to worry." She calmed me down with a warm smile. I felt relief wash through my soul, but I looked away sadly when my last moment with Ashton replayed in my head. A tear slid from my eyes as I bit my lips, determined to get back on my feet, stronger and healthier, for the sake of my unborn child. My thoughts were distracted by the entrance of an elegantly dressed old woman. She was the same person whom I had expected to be the cause of my death, but she had saved my life instead. "Welcome, Granny West" The woman beside me moved back, "You can leave," Granny West dismissed her. "Thank you so muc

Power play with elites

THREE YEARS AND EIGHT MONTHS LATER Amelia's POV It has been years since I signed the deal to become the legal wife of Liam West, who is still battling with his sickness. Yes, we did our strange marriage ceremony by just signing the contract. The media burst with a need to know me, of course, about my family background, but Granny West gave out that we wanted it private, not until recently though. Today is Monday, but tomorrow morning, I will be introduced to the media at the organized press conference as the new chief executive officer of 'West Regal Enterprise. We will be using this attention from the media to launch a new banking app for the banks owned by the West. I am a bit afraid but I would rather eat a dead snake than show that weak side of me when the majority of the people in the industry would murder themselves to be in my position. The minority is my son, Jason, and Granny West. The two had stood as my wings to keep striving and escaping all traps se

Ex at the rescue

Amelia’s POV THE NEXT DAY: DURING THE PRESS CONFERENCE A faint smile plastered on my face as I watched the massive hall filled with reputable business people. At the far end are many press reporters with their devices on their tables. I was beyond overwhelmed with pride as the announcer called my attention to the podium, offering various praises of my achievement within a year and for being capable enough to be the first woman to control the 'West' industry. A resounding clap overbalanced the place, and I waved in return. After waiting for the thrilling noise to go down, I gave my speech which I guess impressed everyone, judging from their smiles and applause. The launch of a new bank application with advanced functions was introduced by the expected employees, and the next moment arrived, which was the press questioning. I walked over to the lectern with my chin raised in confidence even though my palms were sweaty. The world was watching, and my response surel

Echoes of regret

Ashton's POV I could feel pain washing through my veins each time my mind went back to the scene of Amelia yelling at me to get out of the West business building. Throughout my life, I have worked hard to reach the top, living a selfish life that didn't consider other people's feelings. At this point, I have gotten myself destroyed by darkness. I could do anything as long as I get praised by those people in power, but never have I come across a shocking scene like the one I witnessed yesterday. Yes, among my plans was to get into that family that rejected my mother and me. But how? I will do that through my step-uncle, Gregory. It worked without much effort because he also wanted more control over the West's fortunes. To him, I will be a useful tool. I knew he would need me, and that was why I approached him. It's all game, and no one knows the winner. Uncle Greg and I work together for now, and he has been giving me a lot of information about the West

The price of pride

Ashton's POV “Ooh," Miranda stood up at once, and placed her hand on her waist, shaking and breathing heavily. She was ready to lay curses on me and exchange words with me as usual. She is nothing like my ex who would try all sorts of tricks to make me feel at home, even when she knows I was wrong. Oh. How much I missed you, Amelia. "I guess you don't know the chaos you made. It has just destroyed your company," She began, giving me a hateful glare. Here she goes, I rolled my eyes. Aren't those words too much to use? "Shareholders are selling their percentages to loan companies, leaving you in the loan companies' custody. Investors are suddenly backing out. You had so many opportunities, but you missed them.” She breathes in, her eyes shining with a sly glint. My heart dropped, and a cold shiver ran down my spine when my senses crashed with the main reason why I was in a hurry to get a partnership with the West. My company was about to go bankrupt! And y

The hidden truth

Amelia's POV I groaned tiredly, rolling over the bed as my alarm continued to ring very loudly. The sound vibrated through the room until I stopped and stretched my hand to switch it off. “Ugh..” I grunted in pain as my head sparked multiple times again. My eyes were heavy and my head hurt because I wasn't able to sleep throughout the night. It's like this since my mind was just filled with sad thoughts. All because of Granny West, Ashton, Uncle Greg, other West relatives, the company, and now Liam West has joined the people I need to be worried about. Well, my heart has not been at peace in the case of Granny West, and that is why I will be visiting her this morning. I am so tired at this point. Nothing is coming from my end to solve the case of Ashton telling the world about his real identity. He will surely be working with Uncle Greg at this point, and it's tiring. Imagine two devils plotting against me. Maybe Liam getting better this time is a ble

The past comes knocking

Amelia's POV There was a long silence after I said that I was tired of the issues arising all the time with the West family. “Even though the West never mistreated me, I have promised myself not to defend wealthy people in my life,” Mrs. Pat began, her voice stern. “Uh..” I raised my teary eyes to look at her face. “Yes, but I have to break that rule right now.” She takes a deep breath. “The West did not kick them out just like that, it was Ashton's mother's fault. That child she had for the late James West was out of..uhmm..” She gulped and stayed quiet while blinking fast like someone who regrets speaking. “You've started talking already, I will not tell anyone. Besides, I need to know some things, please,” I begged her. “I trust you.” She faked a smile at me, and I nodded in response. “Ashton's mother was best friends with Liam's mother, they literally grew up together in wealth until things went off for Ashton's mother's family, but her friend still stayed wi

A mother's worst fear

Amelia's POV The lower part of my stomach began to burn slowly, and my forehead was dripping with sweat, despite the air conditioner being on. My heart raced faster than normal. Out of anger, I was very sure that my eyes had become light red. My head felt so heavy, but I shook it twice and blinked one more time to make sure that everything I just read was part of my bad dream, which needs to stop right now. So unlucky for me because it's real. I locked my eyes on my screen, “Ah, ah..” the sound slipped out of my tongue. I raised my head, looking at the space in my room with my lips still hung apart. I couldn't wrap my head around all these. I was still shocked at the audacity of her going this far. I will have to teach her a lesson together with Gregory, because there is no doubt that he was surely the one who gave her my personal phone number. These days, the people I hate deep in my soul seem to be flocking around me like a clinging mite. "Old day's

Facing the wicked heart

Amelia's POV My body turned cold, causing me to stop walking again. I gently leaned my side against the wall, stretching my fingers out to see how pale it was. It's because of the anger that was trying hard to tear me apart. It feels as if I will not be able to breathe for the rest of my life. I bowed my head as anger flowed through me. I stared at the window, and now my son was crying quietly with his lips folded in his mouth to keep his voice low. He groaned loudly in fear when one of the boys raised his hand to hit him. My eyes widened, faster than the speed of light, I ran into the classroom and shouted "Don't you dare raise your hand on my son!" They almost fell on themselves as they all turned back to see who owned the voice. Murmurs filled the room, and one by one they jogged out of the room. It was at the same time that the teacher entered, her eyes on everyone as they rushed out, they were even pushing her out of the way. She kept looking ar

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