All Chapters of My Husband Chose His Ex When I Was pregnant: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Serena’s POVI stood under the warm water and closed my eyes. For the first time in days, I felt slightly calmer.The hot water eased some of the soreness in my body. My shoulder still hurt from the crash and my whole body still hits but at least I was alone now. I rested one hand over my stomach and smiled faintly.The baby was okay, that was all that mattered to me. Standing up to them made me heel great but also kind of sad because this was my marriage I was arguing about. I began humming softly to myself while shampooing my hair.When suddenly— a hand grabbed my arm.I screamed.My entire body jerked violently. I spun around in shock.“Damian!”My heart slammed against my chest.He stood inside the bathroom, his whole body tensed up like he was fighting demons. His eyes roamed all over my body quickly like he was searching for something.“What the hell is wrong with you?” I yelled at him.He ignored my question.Instead, he grabbed my wrist again. His eyes landed on the bruises

Serena’s povI stared at Damian, my blood boiling so fast that I felt myself overheating. I kept chanting this wasn’t good for the baby and I should calm down but how could I?A wrong type of laughter bubbled from my throat till it sounded so broken and defeated. His words kept ringing in my head despite my numerous attempts to stop it.It just kept coming till I felt suffocated by it.Damian shifted uncomfortably. “Serena—”Before he could finish speaking, I grabbed the first thing within reach.My handbag and hurled it at him. “What the hell!” He cursed and stepped aside.The bag flew past him and crashed into the wall.Lipstick, tissues, and receipts scattered across the floor.I was already shaking from the anger.All I could think about was the years of trying to love him and somehow it still wasn’t enough. I tried to become whatever he needed me to be so I could prove myself and it was all in vain.“What is wrong with you?” He demanded.I laughed again, this time it sounded hys

Serena’s POVThe smell of food woke me up, I got up and rubbed my eyes to remove the sleepy feeling from it. I noticed the other side of the bed was empty and my chest tightened.The first thing I thought of was that Damian had gone straight back to that woman’s arms. He put me to sleep and ran to her.I climbed out of bed and walked toward the bathroom, it was night and I wondered how long I had slept.My body felt slightly better, all I really needed was sleep and time away from reality. After washing up, I changed into a comfortable dress and headed downstairs.The moment I entered the dining room, I stopped short at the sight of the large bouquet of flowers sitting in the center of the table. I blinked. “What is this?”Damian looked up from his seat, the white roses in his hand. He looked comfortable in his house clothes, he had a smile on his face that almost looked like an apology.“They’re for you.” He handed me the flowers and I took it as I walked closer. I brought it close

Serena’s POVMy stomach tightened immediately and I followed his gaze toward the road ahead.A black luxury sedan sat across the road, the vehicle blocked our path completely.My heart started beating faster.The city road had been busy a few moments ago. Now, it felt strangely empty.A man stepped out of the sedan, wearing a black suit. He looked like one of Damian’s security men so I calmed down a little, it might be Damien checking up on me since I haven’t been responding to his texts.The man walked toward the cab calmly, stopping beside my window. The driver looked nervous and he tried to warn me when I lowered the window slightly.The man immediately nodded respectfully. “Mrs. Cole.”I frowned. The fact that he knew who I was made me even more suspicious.“What do you want?”The man glanced around briefly before gesturing to the side of the road.“Can you step out for a moment?”I frowned harder. “No.”The man remained patient. “Please, I won’t take much of your time.”My hand m

Damian’s POVI stared at the photograph long after Liliana left. She transferred the image to me so I could see it. I knew photographs could lie, people manipulate images to suit their narrative yet I still had doubts.Serena wasn’t the type of woman to step out and I know she loves me so much. I rubbed my face and leaned back in my chair, my office suddenly felt suffocating. The reports on my desk no longer mattered. All I could think about was my wife.I grabbed my phone and called her again, but it went straight to voicemail. I frowned and called again and again but I couldn’t reach her so I sent her another text, hoping this would prompt her. I waited and I didn’t hear from ber.The silence fueled my frustration so I started calling again.By the fifth call, I was pacing.By the tenth call, I was furious.By the fifteenth call, I could barely focus on anything else.I stopped beside the floor-to-ceiling windows, watching the city stretch out beneath me, my company occupied the