All Chapters of A match for the tycoon : Chapter 1 - Chapter 6

Isabelle's POV“Congratulations, Mrs Walker. You're four weeks pregnant”. The nurse stretched out a paper to me. The corners of her lips rising into a warm smile.Pregnant. The word echoed in my ears until my eyes filled with tears. The clear writing on the paper before me turned into a blurry mess of ink.“Are you…sure?” My fingers trembled.I needed to hear it again.I needed to be convinced that I wasn't dreaming.“Yes”. She chuckled.“The blood test confirmed it. The IVF was successful”.I closed my eyes, letting tears run freely down my cheeks.I had imagined hearing those words so many times that I'd lost count of it. But now that they were actually being said, I couldn't seem to find my words.“Thank you”. My fingers trembled as I took it from her. “You're welcome. But I want to remind you to not be careless. You're still at an early stage. So the pregnancy is not stable yet. Added to your condition, your body is at risk”.“Yes. I understand perfectly”. I nodded.“Your husband

Isabelle's POV “What are you doing here? Couldn't wait to see me?” Chloe looked surprised seeing me standing at her door.“Can I come first?” I asked.Noticing my down casted expression and the hoarseness of my voice, she frowned.She understood me better than anyone did.She noticed the suitcase behind me.“Isabelle. What happened?” She gave way. Taking the suitcase behind me as I walked into the apartment. “Did you and Ryan have a fight? He should have at least let you stay through through the night. Didn't he know you're pregnant?” “He does. And he didn't chase me out. I left on my own”.“What is the matter? Tell me”.“I want to divorce him”.“Why? You two were doing just fine”.A bitter laugh escaped my lips. “I thought we used to be. Until I found out he was screwing his best friend”.“You mean…”.“Yes. Evan”.Her mouth parted but she couldn't say anything. I told her everything. Down to how he had tried to shut me up with money and wanted me to keep pretending.“Girl, I'm

Isabelle's POV When I opened my eyes again, I was lying flat on a bed, staring straight up at the white ceiling of the hospital.The sharp smell of antiseptic hit me immediately, making me wrinkle my nose.I pushed myself up slowly, my body weak.I felt so dizzy. My head throbbing with a dull pain.The door was pushed open almost immediately.Donavin walked in, calm like a man that owned the space.“Miss Hart”. He said my name in a low voice that carried a dangerous edge I couldn't quite point out.“Mr Prescott”. I lowered my gaze. Just then, the doctor came in. “You're awake”. She came closer, checking my vitals and body temperature. “You should be more careful next time. Your body isn't that strong to handle emotional stress. Thank goodness your baby wasn't affected”.“Thank you”. I replied sincerely.“Make sure to rest well. And try to give yourself some space”.After laying down several instructions, she scribbled down words on her note and walked out.The room went back to it