All Chapters of We Divorced Now He Wants Me Back (Billionaire Contract Wife): Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

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Congratulations you're Pregnant

(Alice’s POV) The rain hadn’t stopped since morning. It tapped softly against the tinted glass of the hospital window, each drop echoing the pounding of my heart. The room smelled faintly of antiseptic and something colder — like the silence before bad news. I sat there, my palms damp, my breath caught somewhere between my chest and throat. The ticking of the wall clock was deafening. Then the door opened. The doctor — a woman in her mid-forties with kind eyes — walked in, holding a clipboard pressed to her chest. She smiled gently, as if afraid her words might break me. “Mrs. Markston,” she began, her tone too calm, too careful. “Congratulations. You’re pregnant…” My heart lurched. She looked up from the papers. “…with twins.” For a second, I forgot how to breathe. The world tilted — or maybe I did. Pregnant? With twins? I blinked, shaking my head, my voice barely a whisper. “B-but I’ve been taking the pills.” The doctor’s smile faltered, replaced by quiet concern.

Last Updated : 2025-09-15

His other Woman

Alice’s POVThe next morning, I woke to the soft shuffle of footsteps. My eyes fluttered open just in time to see Vicent stepping out toward the balcony, his phone pressed to his ear.My heart missed a beat. He never went out there unless he wanted privacy—unless he wanted to make a call.I pulled my knees to my chest, sitting on the bed silently, my breath caught in my throat. Through the open glass doors, his voice drifted back to me, low and tender, almost a whisper.“Don’t worry, I’ll be there… Make sure you take care of yourself… I won’t be late, I promise.” His tone softened, almost coaxing. “I’m sorry I didn’t answer you yesterday.”Each word sliced through me. My chest tightened as though invisible hands were squeezing the life out of me. That wasn’t the way he ever spoke to me.With me, he was cold. Short replies, rude retorts, or sometimes complete silence—walking away and leaving me standing there, looking foolish. But with her, his voice turned into honey. Gentle. Patien

Last Updated : 2025-09-15

Dismissed

The morning sickness hit me like a storm. The moment I opened my eyes, nausea rushed through me so fiercely that I barely made it to the bathroom in time. My body trembled as I held on to the sink, my face pale, my lips dry. When I looked up at the mirror, the woman staring back at me looked like a stranger—skin pale white, eyes swollen and red from the tears I had cried earlier.Before I could steady myself, my phone began to ring. The sound pierced through the silence of the room, dragging me back to reality. I staggered to the bedroom and picked it up.It was my secretary.“Mrs. Markston,” Jeannie’s gentle voice said. “The CEO wants to see you immediately. There’s a very important meeting today.”The CEO. My husband. Vincent.I let out a bitter smile that hurt more than it comforted. Only this morning, he noticed I wasn’t feeling well. He had told me to go and see the family doctor. But now… he was summoning me as if nothing else mattered.I closed my eyes for a moment, forcing the

Last Updated : 2025-09-15

Misunderstanding

“Alice’s POV”It had been two days. Two long, heavy, suffocating days since that incident at the office… and Vincent hadn’t called me. Not even once.I sat curled up on the small sofa in my living room, watching an old cartoon I loved as a kid. The voices and silly jokes should’ve made me laugh, but all I felt was emptiness.This was the apartment I once shared with my dad. Thank God I hadn’t sold it after marrying Vincent. At least here, I still had a place that felt like mine.My eyes drifted to the drawer. Slowly, I pulled out the big photo album and held it in my lap. My fingers trembled. For a moment, I hesitated. This album carried both happy and painful memories.Still… I opened it.The first picture was of my parents. Dad and Mom, smiling together. They looked happy—at least in that frozen moment.I turned the page and found myself staring at a silly photo of me as a child, tongue stuck out, wearing ridiculous clothes. A chuckle escaped me, but it was soft, choked with unshed

Last Updated : 2025-09-15

This Wasn't The Man I Ones Knew

Alice POVThe next morning, I woke up with a weight in my chest that words couldn’t describe. My body still carried the ghost of last night—the cold press of Vincent’s hands, the burning humiliation of his attempt to force me, the hollow sting when he walked away as if my rejection meant nothing.I lay in bed for a long time, staring at the ceiling, my hand instinctively moving to my stomach. My fingers trembled slightly as I traced the flatness there, whispering softly, almost to myself, “Everything will be okay. For you, my little one, everything will be okay.”I had no idea if I believed it. But the words gave me strength.Dragging myself up, I padded towards the door, rubbing the sleep from my swollen eyes. I was halfway to the kitchen when I nearly collided with Vincent in the hallway.For a second, my heart lurched.He was there, tall as ever, his presence sharp enough to cut through my fragile calm. He smelled faintly of his cologne, though fainter than usual, as if he hadn’t

Last Updated : 2025-09-25

Torn Between Two Worlds

Vincent’s POV“Mr. Markston! Mr. Markston!”The sharp, persistent voice of my secretary sliced through the fog swirling in my head. I blinked, realizing belatedly that he had been calling me for God knows how long. The document in his hand trembled as he held it out, and with a heavy sigh that came from deep in my chest, I snatched it from him.“Leave it there,” I muttered. The papers meant nothing to me anyway.I couldn’t focus. Not on the numbers neatly typed across the reports stacked like mountains on my desk, not on the deals that needed my signature, not even on the endless meetings lined up for today.My mind was elsewhere.Alice.Her pale, disoriented face from this morning refused to leave my head. The way her lips quivered, her voice shaking yet filled with venom when she looked me in the eye.“My only regret was ever signing a marriage contract with you.”The words echoed like poison in my ears.It shouldn’t have bothered me. I had heard worse insults from competitors, har

Last Updated : 2025-09-26

Conflicting Feelings

Alice’s POV The blinding white lights above me hummed faintly. My lashes fluttered as I stirred awake, my chest heaving in a sharp gasp. Where… am I? My palm flew to my stomach, instinctive, protective. My heart thumped wildly as I scanned the unfamiliar room. White walls. The sterile smell of disinfectant. A faint beeping sound somewhere in the distance. A hospital. I froze, panic seizing me. The last thing I remembered—refusing Adrian’s offer to give me a ride, choosing instead to walk home. Then darkness. My knees must have buckled on the road. But how did I end up here? “...Alice.” The voice came from behind me, calm, gentle, yet steady enough to make me jolt. I turned instinctively, and my gaze met Adrian’s tall figure by the door. Relief washed over his features when he saw me awake. “You’re finally awake,” he said softly, stepping closer. I blinked at him, confusion swirling in my chest. “Adrian… what happened?” “You fainted,” he explained simply, his voice

Last Updated : 2025-09-27

Grandchild Question

Alice’s POVAdrian parked the car right in front of my apartment and stepped out quickly to open the door for me.“You still stay here?” he asked, raising a brow as he helped me down.I gave him a questioning look, wondering how he knew.Noticing, he chuckled nervously. “Don’t look at me like that. I’m not a stalker. I used to drop Morgan here whenever she came to visit you back in college.”“Oh.” I nodded slowly, unlocking the gate.My apartment wasn’t luxurious, but it was warm and cozy, and it had always been enough for me.“Wow. I love your place,” Adrian said honestly as he stepped inside, his eyes roaming the living room.I chuckled in disbelief. “Really? There’s actually nothing to like.”He shook his head. “No. It’s simple, but the designs… the little touches… They're beautiful. Feels like you.”That pulled a small smile from me. “That’s one of the reasons my father loves it too.”At the mention of my dad, Adrian’s expression softened. “How’s he now?”“He’s okay,” I said with

Last Updated : 2025-09-27

Nearly Caught

Alice's POV “I’m okay, Dad. Don’t worry,” I said, my lips curving into a smile that felt like it would crack any moment. My chest was tight, but I masked it.Dad’s eyes narrowed. He was never easily fooled. “Alice,” he said firmly, “you weren’t looking okay when you rushed into the restroom just now. Your face was so pale. Don’t lie to me. You’ve always been bad at hiding how you feel. Just listen to me for once and let the doctor check you.”“Dad…” I tried to sound calm, but the weight in his tone pressed on me. “I said I’m fine. Really. You don’t need to worry so much.”Vincent finally spoke, his voice surprisingly steady. “Just let the doctor check on you, Alice. It won’t take long.”My head whipped toward him, eyes flashing. “There is no need,” I said sharply, my voice cutting through the air.Dad looked between us, confused, worry deepening in his lines.I swallowed and forced myself to move before the silence choked me. “Dad, we’ll be leaving now.” I bent down and kissed his

Last Updated : 2025-09-28

A Feeling Of Helplessness

The morning dawned crisp and pale, the kind of winter light that filtered through glass windows without warmth. I had barely slept the night before, tossing and turning, my mind crowded with images I couldn’t shake—Adrian’s quiet smile, Vincent’s cold stare.But I forced myself out of bed before dawn. If I lingered, if I hesitated, I knew doubt would swallow me whole.By the time I stood before the mirror, fastening the buttons of my coat, my hands trembled. I tried to disguise it as fatigue, but I knew the truth: part of me was terrified. JB Company wasn’t just a rival to Vincent’s empire; it was louder, bolder although I knew no company could compare to KNT. To walk into those tall glass doors was to step into a world that had the power to lift me—or destroy me.I told myself I was ready. For my children, for my own freedom, I had to be.The building loomed like a monument of glass and steel, its polished doors glinting beneath the pale sun. As I approached, the reflection stari

Last Updated : 2025-09-30

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