Novel & Cerita Accidentally Pregnant After Divorcing The Billionaire

"What did you mean by 'news about my family?" She asked and the stranger didn't hesitate to raise his phone, showing Leonica the article he had just been reading. "This." A few seconds later, a wave of shock and confusion washed over her when she read the Article's headings, which were written in bold letters; "SCANDAL UNFOLDS: RETIRED BUSINESS MOGUL’S SECRET LOVE CHILD SHOCKS THE NATION!”

Lorraine laughed,and then wiggled in excitement, “Once this is over, we will go to Maldives, and live the rest of our lives there. He has acquired so many funds already. We need just a little more.” “It’s a misery that he hasn’t gotten caught yet, don’t you think?” “I don’t care about that. I hope we have left before they catch him.” “Good, I can’t wait to be with you again. How is our baby doing?” She rubbed her hand on her belly and then smiled, “He is kicking so fine!” “Perfect!” The man exclaimed and they both laughed again.

“Getting married. Living a happy life after they threw me away to die. I always thought they might one day regret what they did. That they were reflecting on their actions. But no.” Her jaw tightened. “So I decided to get back on my feet.” “That’s perfect,” Marcus said. Marcus pulled out his phone. “I also want to see what that cruel man had to say.” He scrolled for a moment, then sighed heavily and looked up at her. “You won’t believe what he said.” Maya’s heart clenched. “What?” “When he was asked about his ex-wife, he posted on I*******m that you had a lover. That you willingly signed the divorce papers and that the child you were carrying belonged to that lover.”

In fact, it would ease some of the weight I carried in my chest. “Grey and I are getting a divorce,” I finally broke the news and saw her eyes stretch wide and her jaw drop. “S-seriously?” she stammered. Overcome with disbelief, she rose from the sofa and helped herself to a glass of water. “Why would I joke about something so serious?” I replied wearily. “B-but why?” she exclaimed, vigorously shaking her head in disbelief. “He's having an affair and he got Natalia pregnant,” I told her straight to the point.

he said and she clutched her bag tighter and made to walk away. "Don't tell me you're just coming in, " he said. "I'm sorry sir , " she whispered as she rushed off immediately. **** "So you're pregnant?" Tatiana's dad asked and she nodded tearfully. "I'm sorry Dad " she said in tears "When and how did this happen? " he asked again. "Two weeks ago , at the office dinner I went for, " she replied. "And who is responsible ?!" He asked. "My Boss, " she replied tearfully.

My dating life was non-existent, but a little fun here and there wouldn’t be bad, would it? Impossible. I couldn’t do anything. So for that moment, I settled for leaning back and sipping my cocktail as I watched him talk about how stressed he got sometimes. But my mind had wandered. I mentally pictured him doing something other than talking. I didn’t know why, but I wanted so badly to run my hands under his turtleneck sweater and feel the muscle I was sure was rippling beneath. Thankfully, I still had restraint. Dan and I moved to other mundane topics, like the best ways to let off steam. He entertained me with stories about him traveling to different places, like the Bahamas one time. I had

"Lucas, what do you mean by divorce? Why do you want... a divorce? What have I done...?" "I would have thought it was fairly obvious. We've been married for two years and we have no kids, Florence. You can't even boast of having a miscarriage at least. Who's going to inherit all this wealth I built after I'm gone?" "Lucas. Lucas, please... Think about what you're about to do. I can still give you children. I can give you—" He made an impatient gesture. "There's no need for that, Florence. I already have a child on the way... with Amy." Lucas eyes lit up when he said my best friend's name. "Amy is carrying my child as we speak. I'm a father now."

Sometimes I threw up in the middle of a shift and had to pretend it was nothing. “Are you okay?” my manager asked one afternoon as I wiped down a table, pale and trembling. “Just hungry,” I said quickly, forcing a smile. “I’m okay.” But I wasn’t. I was exhausted. Frightened. Stretched thin in every possible way. But I kept going. I had to. I decided I wasn’t going to get rid of this child—just like Jackson wanted. I had to fight for this baby. I couldn’t imagine it. Just months ago, I had been a billionaire’s wife. I had servants at my beck and call, a driver, designer clothes, luxury.

“The primary patient is still in the city. She never went through with another cycle. If the review board forces the sealed code open, she’s the one who can confirm what was done.” She slipped out before I could ask her name. I lay still, the monitor beeping steadily beside me, the dull pressure in my abdomen a constant reminder that the pregnancy was already under strain. Somewhere in the city was a woman who had walked away from an embryo five years ago because it had been switched. And the same family that arranged that switch had later placed me in the backup window that had been kept open for exactly this kind of moment. The door opened again. Casper came in, took one look at my face, a

She laid her palm flat on of her belly. She was pregnant with a child. A baby that wasn't her ex-husband's, the man she'd dedicated four years of her life to. Inside her? A baby..which, according to the stone-faced billionaire napping in a far corner of this sprawling apartment like an evil dragon on top of its gold, had been put there by mistake, as casually as a misplaced memo. She almost laughed. Have she not been so tired, and nearly heartbroken?