All Chapters of The Billionaire’s Unwanted Wife: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

~ Isabella ~ “Congratulations, ma’am. You are two weeks pregnant.” The doctor announced, her tone matching the atmosphere of the room. “If you need anything. You can always reach out to the nurses.” The Obstetrician said, exiting the room to give June and I the privacy we desired. “What would we do now, Bess?” She whispered, putting comforting arms around me. Her simple choice of words made me feel less alone. Though it didn’t settle the turmoil within me. I’d asked that we visit the hospital in hopes that the pregnancy test was wrong, but now? “I don’t know!” I covered my face with my palms in shame. I couldn’t believe this was happening to me of all people! This only happened in fiction and not real life. So why was I dealing with this? “Do you have any idea who the guy might be?” She asked again, already trying to proffer a solution to our problem. “I honestly don’t know. I never saw his face… but he might be rich and famous.” That was simply a wild guess, since the

~ Isabella ~ …. “Who would have thought that a saint Mary like you would get pregnant before marriage?" Emily snickered as she made her way into my room, if I could call it that. It could as well be called a storage unit, locked in the fartherest part of the mansion. “And would you like to tell me how that got to do with you?” I wasn’t stupid enough to believe that all that happened was purely coincidental and Emily had nothing to do with it. “Smart, as expected.” She began pacing in front of me. “Turns out, the number of hours you spent studying your godforsaken course didn’t go to waste.” “Don’t you dare… I’m a graduate!” I say, hoping to turn her expression grim, and it did. But she wasted no time in coming up with a comeback. “A graduate who wouldn’t be attending her own graduation ceremony.” Her words hit home, as she hoped they would. Call it my trickiest luck, but the marriage was fixed on my graduation day. Not like I could attend it if it were fixed before or after

~ Emmerson. ~Seven years later,“Supermodel Salma Hayen and bodybuilder Patrick Augustus were caught kissing at a movie theater while streaming the movie Wuthering Heights.” The headlines on my daily entertainment newspaper glowed in front of me.I wasn’t the least bit surprised by this… My sources had informed me months ago about her relationship with the bodybuilder, but what I hadn’t expected was for her to be caught kissing in public.Was she trying to infuriate me or what?I brought my gaze back to my laptop to go through the list of houses my assistant had assigned to me but sadly couldn’t focus. Ever since Grandfather’s demise five years ago. I’d not only been in charge of my own real estate company but also Grandpa’s billion-dollar textile industry. Though I didn’t study anything related to textile in college. Grandpa had made sure I’d gotten first hand experience with managing one and now? I simply had to work closely with his assistant to keep everything functioning proper

~ Isabella ~“Aren’t you planning to go to work today?” I looked up from my iPad at the sound of my best friend’s voice. She was standing in front of me in her signature black and white outfit, which gleamed with her skin tone.Barrister Junie. It still felt surreal to call her that, but that was, in fact, who she was now.“I am. Why?”“You usually leave for work earlier than usual.” She said, pointing out the obvious.“Well, yeah… but I have got a special appointment with a patient today by 12pm, and I am preparing for that.”“Special in what way?”“He is flying in from Florida.”“Really?”“Yup.”“Turns out, my best isn’t just a local but also an international champion.”“Whatever.” I say with an eye roll.….I looked over the patient file that had been sent over in a spiral-bound document. From the look of it, I could tell it was a confidential one.And the second, I opened the first page… I had no doubt it was.Name: Emmerson Winters.Age: Thirty-two.Marital status: Married.Name

~ Emmerson ~“You slut, how dare you act like you own this house when you clearly don’t?” Sally’s voice echoed in my head, followed by Isabella’s scream as she rolled down the stairs in agony, and by the time she got to the floor… her body was covered in blood.I stood there frightened, unable to do anything, as I watched Sally strike and kick her until she eventually passed out. And this time… what I heard next was Sally’s fearful scream of panic, which drove me into action almost immediately. “Emmerson! She’s not breathing!” My heart almost leaped out of my chest at the thought of it…what would we tell the police if she died?The scene changed… and now, I was in the nursery, doting on the seven-day-old Lily when Sally’s voice cut through the silence yet again… scarring the hell out of the little Lily, who began wailing.I’d lifted her in my arms and brought her close to my bare chest, whilst I turned to face Sally who has now stormed into the room panickly.“What’s going on, Babe?”