Todos os capítulos de The Wrong Wife for Mr Whitmore: Pregnant, Divorced, Reclaime: Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 10

VIVI’S P.O.VMy heart stops. I didn’t hear right……right? He doesn’t even stare at me. His usual cold demeanor is back on his face, no longer the man all over me barely a minute ago.“What? I… what’s going on?”“I didn’t stutter, did I?” He still doesn’t glance at me. He types away at his phone, punching the words in like he’s angry. My stomach coils with a sick feeling, bringing my hand to my belly.The thought of the baby and the sonogram in my hand nearly makes me choke.Is this really it? Do I mean nothing to him anymore?I lied……I did know who Elias Whitmore was long before he proposed a contract marriage of convenience.He was my first love……and now, my first heartbreak. I still remember that sunny Friday at his parents' residential home for the homeless. My father and I went there to get some grants that could last us for about six months while he was out of a job.But I went there to meet him.After speaking secretly on a dating site for months, we could see what we looked like

VIVI’S POINT OF VIEW.My palms felt clammy and sweaty, both with tension and disappointment as I stared at my phone’s screen. He hasn’t called……..it’s been three days.Seventy-two excruciating hours of me refreshing my call log, hoping and praying he would at least flash my phone.However, there was nothing but loud, radio silence. The smell of antiseptic and sterile equipment wafts in my nose, followed by the sound of a doctor gathering her tools.I didn’t care. I headed back to the Whitmore family doctor. If I did, Maria, Elias’ mother, would know something was up.She’d called me, though…….five times in the past three days, but I avoided the call each time. “Ready, Miss Carlisle?” Doctor Max called, pulling my attention to her. She had on her white gloves now, the machine responsible for getting rid of this growing life in me, waiting to be turned on.I swallowed thickly, and my hand instinctively caressed my belly. Every passing second left me feeling like this life was a bloomin

VIVI’S POINT OF VIEW.‘I’ll do it.’ The word hadn’t even settled between us when I heard it. Inside, there was a sudden loud eruption of cheering in the noise. For some reason, it felt wrong. That feeling sank even deeper when I saw Felix’s smirk. It felt like the timing was intentional … My body went still when he looked; not towards me, but at the noise. “Perfect timing.” He murmured. Before I could ask what he meant or why he was smiling, the glass doors I’d run through minutes ago in front of us swung open. And the sound of celebration spiked out like a tidal wave. The sound of music, mixed with laughter and the drunken applause of everyone, mixed with their voices flowed into my ears. My stomach dropped the second I realized people were moving; not casually or randomly, but towards us…. Felix didn’t move an inch away from me; if anything, he simply adjusted his stance. It was both subtle and neutral, again like he knew this would happen. My pulse spiked, and I leaned over

VIVI’S POINT OF VIEW. “Is that true?” The question landed softly, but it hit me like a gunshot. For a second, everything went quiet. My ears stopped hearing the music or the crowd until it was just him and me. I stared into those irises I’d fallen in love with. He didn’t see my face that day in the fire, but I had. It was a glimpse, but it was enough. He stared at me like my answer, my acquiescence mattered. I could tell he didn’t understand, but couldn’t stop himself either. My throat tightened painfully; Felix’s hand was still around mine in a steady, present, grounding grip, as if to remind me that I’d made a choice. One I couldn’t afford to take back. I lifted my chin slowly, forcing myself to meet Elias’ gaze. “Yes.” I finally spoke; the word came out clear, so clear, you would think it wasn’t ripping through me at the moment. “I agreed.” A ripple went through the crowd, but this time, it was louder and more viscous than last time. “I knew it.” “She’s really d

VIVI’S POINT OF VIEW.I didn’t realize how tightly I was holding onto him until we stepped outside.The noise of the party mixed with their whispers got drowned out once the door shut behind us.The silence was cold, sharp like it would cut through bone. My fingers were still locked with Felix’s. I pulled away fast as I’d just remembered what I’d just done.What I’d said…….what I’d just agreed to.The night air hit my face, but it didn’t clear the haze in my head.Nothing could.Not when his voice still echoed in my mind.“Have we met before?”My chest tightened, my throat locked, but I swallowed it down. Hard.“Why?” I asked suddenly. My voice sounded steadier than I felt. Felix didn’t answer immediately. Instead, he walked ahead of me, clearly unbothered, like the storm we’d just walked out of meant nothing, like he hadn’t just turned my life upside down.“Why did you do that?” I pressed, following him. “Back there.”He stopped, turned, his expression was calm……..too calm. “You agre