All Chapters of Never Forgive You, My Ex-Husband: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

SYDNEYThey all thought I was the villain.Hannah and I were pregnant with Nico’s children. But Nico had the audacity to tell me to get rid of mine.He made me feel like my baby, and I didn’t even matter.How is that fair?He got to pick and choose whose child was worth keeping. Our affair was nothing more than a mistake he wanted to erase.He called me when he was bored and touched me like I meant something. Now, he wanted to pretend none of it ever happened.He got to play Hannah’s devoted husband, while my child would grow up without a father.No. He doesn’t get to do that. I wasn’t giving up my child. I won’t let Hannah have the perfect little family she’d been dreaming about.I still couldn’t figure out how Hannah even managed to get pregnant. I’d been slipping her combined oral contraceptive pills. I put ethinyl estradiol with levonorgestrel right into her prescriptions for months. She’d never notice. After all, she trusted me.You really thought I was helping you, Hannah? You’r

HANNAH This was turning into my absolute worst nightmare. Nico’s voice was already booming as he pounded on the door. “Vanderbilt! I know my wife’s in there.” My stomach twisted so bad I thought I was gonna puke all over again. I didn’t care if Nico saw me in a hotel room with another man. Let him choke on it. I was divorcing his ass anyway. But what I did care about was the way it would look. Two billionaires and me stuck in the middle? I’d be painted as some gold‑digging skank hopping from one rich guy to the other. I could see the headlines now: Mancini Wife Moves On To Rival Tycoon. God, no. I didn’t want a damn scandal on top of everything else. David opened the door just a crack and frowned. “This is a hotel, not a flea market. Get lost.” But Nico’s voice came back loud enough to rattle me. “Where is she? What the hell did you do to my wife?” David didn’t answer right away. Nico kept going. “I saw the CCTV footage! You carried her out of my building like she was drun

HANNAHI couldn't sleep. I stared at the wall like it could tell me how I ended up here.My thoughts spun so fast I couldn’t grab onto one long enough to feel sane.And then, I thought about how I first met Nico.Back then, I was twenty-one and running myself into the ground. Classes in the day, nightclub shifts at night.I hated dancing for strangers. But I didn’t have much choice. My adoptive mom’s medical bills kept stacking up. Every paycheck I made went straight to her treatments.People always asked if it felt different being adopted. The truth was it never did. My mom and dad never made me feel less than theirs. They gave me everything they could. That’s why I couldn’t let them carry everything alone.But working nights in a club meant dealing with creeps. One night, a man grabbed my arm as I walked past his table. I told him to let go. He just laughed and pulled me closer.“Let me go,” I’d said.Then I heard a voice. “You heard the lady. Let her go.”The man holding me looked

*Trigger alertHANNAHEverything in my body hurt. My throat was dry. I feel numbness in my arm where the IV drip was taped.I immediately touched my belly. Oh God, I thought. Something’s wrong. “No… no, no, no,” I whispered. I was barely holding everything together.I fumbled for the emergency button. My fingers shook so badly I almost missed it. I pressed it again and again. Where the hell is everybody?A nurse rushed in. “Mrs. Mancini, please lie back. You need to rest,” she instructed.My tears spilled out. “My baby… Is my baby okay? Please tell me.”She glanced away. “The doctor will explain.”“No!” I sobbed. “Tell me now. Please!”She left quickly to get the doctor. Seconds dragged on forever. I could hear my heart pounding loudly.Hurry up. Please, just hurry up… I can’t breathe like this.Finally, the doctor came in. His face was grave. “Mrs. Mancini… I’m very sorry.”“No,” I whispered. “No, please don’t say it.”His eyes stayed downcast. “You’ve miscarried.”My mind went bla

NICOThe second I felt Hannah go limp, I let go.My own hand was shaking. “I… I’m sorry,” I muttered. “I didn't mean to… uh.”I struggled to find the right words to say. Hannah didn’t say anything. She just sat there on the bed with her hands around her throat. She was coughing like crazy, gasping for air. Her eyes were all red and swollen. She looked at me like I was a monster.Well, maybe I was.I couldn’t stay there any longer. I just walked out. I didn’t even give a damn when the doctors and nurses said hi on my way out.I got in my car and slammed my fists into the wheel. “Damn it!”I hit it again, the horn blaring. I didn't care if people would think I was losing my mind.How could she do this to me?I was trying to figure everything out. We finally got our first child and she killed it?I laughed, but it wasn’t funny. It was bitter and raw. How cold do you have to be to do something like that?Hannah…I used to think she had the purest damn soul I’d ever seen. She’d bend over