Accidentally Pregnant After Divorcing The Billionaire Novels & Stories

It flutters down and falls at his feet. " That's enough of an insult! You're free. I'll raise my child alone.” I turn and leave. Behind me, I hear Clara's voice. "Thank God you found out Son." I go outside. Air freezing. My phone buzzes. “GOLD DIGGER TRIES TO TRAP BILLIONAIRE WITH PREGNANCY” Views are increasing. One hundred. Five hundred. Two thousand.My reputation? Gone. I drop the phone. "I'm sorry, baby." Hand on my stomach. "We'll be okay. Just us."

ACCIDENTALLY MARRIED BILLIONAIRE (I love you Emily) Chapter thirty one " You are pregnant" he said. Emily who heard this couldn't believe her ears. Shock was evident in her facials, her heart beat felt like it dropped and her eyes threatened to squint out tears. She was pregnant. If it was on a normal basis where she married Richard, she was sure this wouldn't be her expression. " Get ready. We have an event tonight" The expression Emily exhibited didn't go unnoticed by but after speaking, he left the room with the tube in his hand.

The headline blazed across the screen in bold black letters: "THE SETUP: How Arabella Ashford Played Two Billionaires- Affair, Lies, and a Baby Conspiracy Exposed" Below it, a photo. Arabella and Adrian at a café, laughing. The timestamp read three years ago, during her marriage to Everett. Except that she'd never been to that café. She'd never worn that dress. That meeting never happened. "That's not real," Arabella breathed. "That's not…I've never…" Adrian was already scrolling through the article, his jaw clenched. Sources close to the family reveal that Arabella Ashford's relationship with billionaire Adrian Whitmore began long before her dramatic divorce from Everett Quinn. Text message

MARINA'S COSMETIC COMPANY. "It must feel good to be able to shop in the same aisle as I shop, all because you got married by chance to a millionaire." Marina heard Amira's voice from behind her as she checked out some of the products that had just been sent to her company. "First off, don't insult my husband. He is a billionaire and not a millionaire, what do you mean by calling him a millionaire?" Marina looked physically offended as she twirled from staring at the cosmetics section and directed her attention to Amira.

With dismay in my heart I asked the lady if it was possible to leave a note for him which she accepted. I wrote him a small letter telling him if we can talk and left my mobile number. Hoping for the best, I waited and waited for him until months pass by in a blur. One day while I'm looking at some magazine I find out that the guy I sleep with and the father of my unborn child is not just an ordinary guy but a billionaire. For god sake?! Why didn't I notice that? It's maybe the reason why he never even once contacted me. Why would he? I'm just a lowly person, a slut who slept with him that effortlessly! Of course, he won't even bother to call me back?! It was just a one-night stand for him.

Once a model turns thirty half of the contracts are automatically lost and after thirty five it is retirement. She shouldn't have spoken so harshly with Ace regarding the little devil who accidentally fell in her womb. And much to her puzzlement the man erupted like an atom bomb. He did not even think for a moment to file a divorce with her. It is all because of that little bitch. That's why she didn't need kids. They are a pain in the ass in every way. The billionaire son of a bitch smartly cheated on her and got her to conceive because he needed an heir for his vast empire.

Hazel Dunlop West It’s been seven years since I divorced my husband after I found out he was cheating on me with my best friend. After the divorce, I found out I was pregnant with his son, so I moved away from New York to Germany to raise my son away from him and his lies. A new city, a new job, a new life, a new house, new everything. “Rise and shine, Zion” I said, opening the windows of my son’s room.

It was still early morning, and work hadn’t fully started, so gossip was welcome. When she reached Anna’s desk, where most of them had gathered, she paused and smiled again. “Well,” she said slowly, enjoying the suspense, “I just got some classified information.” Gasps followed immediately. “It turns out,” Nate continued, “that the tech billionaire divorced his wife not too long ago. And guess why?” Everyone leaned in. “Because of the woman he is about to marry now.” The hall erupted. “What?” “He was married before?” “Who would divorce such a handsome man?”