Accidentally Pregnant After Divorcing The Billionaire Novels & Stories

Besides, he had his own messy history with that household. "We do," I said, meeting his gaze with a faint, wry smile. "Actually... she's the reason I’m husbandless." Ethan froze mid-reach for his sugar packet, his eyes widening in surprise. I let out an easy, genuine laugh, shaking my head at the absurdity of it all. "It's true. Five years ago, she decided Damon was the better prize, took him, and left me with the wreckage. So technically, I owe my single life entirely to her."

I choked out, staring at the screen like it might suddenly correct itself. Jessica’s texts started popping up one after the other: Jess: SIS WHAT IS THIS??? Jess: You MARRIED a billionaire?? Jess: Who is he?? What’s going on?? Answer meeeee!! Jess: Mom is gonna hyperventilate. Jess: ARE YOU OKAY?? Jess: HELLO??? I suddenly felt dizzy. I didn't even know which message to respond to first. There were a lot of tags on my I*******m too. The wedding I thought was fake is actually real, and now the whole freaking world knows about it. My face was almost on every blog — mystery woman, unknown bride, Miami wife. And my legally married husband, Eric Macmillan is apparently heir to a Billionaire fortu

Bile flooded her throat as paralyzing terror clawed its way up from the pit of her stomach. Last night, she'd gotten blackout drunk and married an absolute stranger. A billionaire stranger, from the look of this palatial mansion and his butler - or whatever that woman was supposed to be. And now she was trapped in his home...alone...as his wife. This couldn't be happening! How had one night of drunk idiocy spun so disastrously out of control? The Naked Billionaire - for that was clearly what he was - took a cocky step toward her. "That dress doesn't leave much to the imagination, Mrs. R. Although why don't we just skip the clothes altogether?"

He said as he advised her. "So what brought you here, I didn't order for anything." Rita calmly said. "Uhmm… Yeah, I was ordered to drop this divorce file in this apartment and I'm sure that this is the apartment." He answered her. Rita stared at the divorce agreement in her hands, her heart sinking with a mix of emotions. She couldn't believe that Jaden, the man she had loved so deeply, was ending their relationship with such finality. The weight of the billion-dollar fortune he had given her only added to her pain.

About who I would become after being stripped of the name Hayes. But earlier today, I had felt too dizzy to function. The world had spun more than once, and I assumed it was from stress. The divorce, humiliation and sleepless nights I've endured. So I went to the hospital for a simple checkup but only to be told that I was pregnant. It sounded impossible. My thoughts were still tangled around that word when I saw Ethan’s car pull into the garage. Ethan always used protection with me. He was careful about preventing a pregnancy from occurring. To him, intimacy with me was nothing more than a routine obligation and a way to relieve stress from work. There was never tenderness attached to it.

“Vera’s pregnant with my pup.”My husband, Mason, calmly informed me that he got my sister pregnant. “A divorce, then.” I cleared my throat quietly, lifting my chin as I sat up straighter in my chair. “I’ll tell Father.” “We can’t get a divorce, Bianca.” Mason shook his head, looking at me as though I’d just suggested the most ridiculous thing in the world, “Stop with the nonsense. We need a real solution here.” “Oh,you expect me to raise the pup you and Vera are having?”

He was insinuating what had gotten me here in the first place and although I was disgusted by this pregnancy, I could use some much needed attention. I silently get up and head to the bedroom. I hear him follow behind me and shut the door. At least there was one thing that occupied me. After my hatred-filled entanglement, I tell Francisco to take me to a nail salon. Once we arrive, I sit down and wait for my services when I see the news playing in a screen just up the wall across from me. ‘Social Articles report that a young billionaire is no longer back on the market. The business mogul has rekindled with his wife who was seen sporting the same rings gifted to her for their wedding just 6 y

"I've always thought I was infertile. How did this happen?" The nurse smiled. "It's a miracle, Becky. These cases are rare, but they do happen. You and your husband, Mr. William, will be thrilled, I'm sure." Becky's expression changed, and she felt a pang of sadness. "We're divorced," she said, her voice firm. "I'm not with Mr. William anymore." The nurse's face fell, and he looked taken aback. "Oh, I...I'm sorry, Becky. I didn't know."

I retorted and she shut her trap. “She is already married to him." “Your bastard wants him, she has been fucking him already." I reply and he made a face but I don't give a flying fuck. “Get them divorced and pay my debt, get her married to him and the deal with your friend is sealed.” I eased into the couch. “It doesn't work that way!" “You knew about the arranged HIV patients, didn't you?" I asked Liliana and again I felt Valentina stiffen up. “That has nothing to do with the current discussion." She hissed at me.

Dropping her cell phone on the sofa seat and throwing her head back, Giovana could hardly believe what she will read in the newspapers. Her face was stamped on various social media profiles as the former wife of billionaire Antony. Many of them gestured a betrayal on her part. That made Giovana’s blood boil.