Lahat ng Kabanata ng EX-HUSBAND'S REGRET: PREGNANT FOR THE BILLIONAIRE: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 8

TARA'S POV “Let's get a divorce,” I said the moment Daniel stepped into the living room later that night. Daniel froze for a while, dropped his phone on the table and looked at me. His expression remained calm, almost like he hadn't heard what I said or he pretended not to. My hands slowly reached for my dress but it was fitted, there was nothing to grab. “I can't continue with this marriage. I think it's best we go separate ways,” I said, louder this time but my voice cracked. I never thought it would get to this. The point where I'd have to end my marriage. A sharp, crisp laughter tore through the air and my body chilled. Daniel. He walked out calmly to the dining area, sat on the chair, and crossed his legs. He laughed so hard that his veins bulged out, his eyes turned red. Was that all he could do? Not even ask why I wanted a divorce? I just stood there watching him. “You ..” he said, still laughing. He couldn't say another word and merely patted

TARA'S POV I took a long deep inhale as he made the first thrust.He flipped me over, my legs on the bed with hips raised. I yelped, breathing heavy. It felt like my legs could collapse from the ruthless thrusts.“You …” I trailed as he spanked me, hard.“Quiet. Spread,” he ordered. Voice low. I didn't want to obey but my body obeyed, hips arched up. He gripped my hair, firm but not painful, leaned closer and pressed a kiss on my neck. I felt the hardness press against my folds. My insides clenched, dripping wet. “What happened to the bold earlier, huh?” He asked and before I could open my mouth to defend myself, he thrust into me, fast, hard ….deep. “Urgh,” I moaned, loud. He kept thrusting. In, out, my breasts bouncing from each thrust. The room filled with the sound of his hips slapping against mine. His grip on my hair loosened and he held onto my hips pushing in deeper. “Oh fuck,” he groaned. The words came out rough, trembling with desire. He thrust in deeper, faste

TARA’S POV His grip tightened “I asked you a question.”My breath hitched.In all the years we had been married…Daniel had never looked at me like this. Not with this kind of rage.“You're hurting me, Daniel,” I groaned. “Tell me who it is…now!” He yelled, finally letting go roughly. I stumbled back but got a hold of the rail.“Stop this madness, Daniel,” I retorted, pushing him slightly to create distance. “You wanted an open marriage… remember?”He clenched his fist. Silence lingered for a moment.“It doesn't matter who touched me. Get over it.” I moved closer to him, lifted my chin and locked eyes with him.“You… lost the right to care the moment you suggested that,” I said slowly, eyes wide as I pointed at him.I turned on my heels and headed for my room. “You'd better not be fucking random dudes. I have a reputation to maintain.” I heard from behind but I didn't turn nor did I respond. Our marriage was on the verge of breaking and his reputation is still his top priori

TARA'S POVA redhead sat on my husband's desk. Busty.Beautiful too, I must confess.Her shirt button was half undone.My grip on the coffee tightened, squashing the cup.My breath quickened. My other hand instinctively grabbed my dress. I tried… and failed… to control myself. She didn't move. Didn't flinch.Didn't act like someone had walked in. She just kept moving her hand lazily on Daniel's shoulder while he worked.“Shut the door, Tara,” Daniel said nonchalantly.His affairs were no secret anymore.I shut the door and tossed the coffee into the trash can beside it.Three strides… that's all it took to be in front of her.I looked between her and Daniel, tears burning behind my eyes.This is what I've been reduced to…A nobody.My hands moved before I could think… Smack.The sound echoed around the room. Daniel shot up, gaze darkened. “What the fuck, Tara,” he yelled. I didn't spare him a response.I wasn't done with his plaything. One of them needed to be taught to stay a