Lahat ng Kabanata ng Pregnant And Abandoned, I Returned As A Hidden Heiress: Kabanata 101 - Kabanata 110

MELISSA'S POV I didn't know what I was supposed to do, the moment that I stepped out of the Quinns' home. It was almost like every single person had moved on with their lives without me. James had gone to our matrimonial home with Isabel. I couldn't get over the fact that she had asked me to introduce her to him. Was this her plan all along? I should have known she was going to meet him behind my back. For the first time in years, I missed my best friend. That was the kind of friendship I should have protected with my life. I managed to pull my phone out of my pocket and ordered an Uber. I didn't want to go to any of my friends' places. I had to go back to the home that I shared with James. I was slightly ashamed that I barely had a life of my own, but I didn't have a choice. It was only going to be a while until James chased me out of his life. I had to make bigger moves before any of that happened. I couldn't let it happen to me. I was usually smart. I slapped my hand

ANNA'S POV The rays of sunshine that peeked into my room were enough to wake me up. The thing was that I didn't want to get up just yet. I wasn't even sure that I wanted to get out of bed. But it was my fault, I didn't drop the curtains the night before. I groaned, getting up with a headache. The house was incredibly silent. I didn't know what I expected the house to be like, but it definitely wasn't this. I headed straight to the bathroom, slipping my clothes off, as I got into the shower. The water was extremely cold, but I didn't even care. It helped keep me awake and alert. I got a glimpse of myself in the mirror when I was done, and I looked nothing like myself. My hair looked limp, and my eyes were red and puffy. The last time that I looked like that, I was pregnant. And crying for a stupid man to take me back. My hands were shaking as I slipped on a pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt. I wasn't sure if I was in the mood to go to the office. I just wanted to make sure th

ISABEL’S POV I froze in my seat. I tried to maintain my composure as I let out an awkward grin. “You’re making a mistake. Please check it again.” The waitress already seemed frustrated, but she still ran it through the machine, and it came out with the same result. I looked at Austin, panic written all over me. His hands were folded in front of him, with a smug look on his face. The waitress almost flung my card onto the table as she handed it back to me. I felt so embarrassed. “Is there any other way you can pay for your bill?” she asked, and that was when Austin finally sat up, reaching into his pocket. He handed the waitress a black card, and I couldn’t help but swallow hard. Why the fuck was I thinking of handling the bill when he had a black card? If that wasn’t foolish of me, I didn’t know what else to call it. The waitress smiled at him like he was a lifesaver before walking away. “There has to be some kind of mistake with her machine.” I said. Just as I said the words,

JAMES’ POV “You haven't gotten back to me ever since. I've been sitting here all day. I have better things to do,” I said, trying hard not to raise my voice. I was there to see the owner of Greenlife Med. I just got the information that the old man was dead. He handed everything over to his son. You would think that the son would let me rest and forget about all the damage that my drug had caused. Nothing of that sort happened. He had been bombarding me with emails the minute he sat down in his father's chair. The least that young man could do was actually help me. But there I was, sitting down at the reception for the past thirty minutes, and I didn't even get a proper answer from the receptionist. She cocked an eyebrow at me, as she looked me from head to toe. I couldn't tell if my condition was so clear. “What's your name again?” She asked in the rudest manner possible. I exhaled sharply. I couldn't display any form of dominance here. Especially since I wanted something fr

ANNA'S POV The tension between Ryan and I was undeniable. I felt like I could finally breathe once the plane landed. But I was wrong. As both of us got into the car that was supposed to take us to his villa, he pulled me closer to him, pressing his fingers against my waist. I wanted this. I wanted him. “Are you okay?” He asked in a whisper, and I managed to nod. I didn't know how much longer it was going to take me not to lose my mind. A part of me was thinking if this wasn't the reason why Daniel wanted me to come on this little staycation with Ryan in the first place. He wanted me to get laid, but with someone that he knew. I didn't know how I was supposed to feel about that. After thirty minutes of torture, the car finally came to a stop, and the maids were already standing outside with their hands in front of them. I couldn't help but admire their uniform of black and white. There was something about this one that made it stand out. “Welcome home, Miss Quinn,” they sai