Mr. Ceo's Pregnant Ex Wife Mga Nobela at Kwento

I was like sitting on fire because I didn't see my daughter and the man opposite was so relaxed. “Where's my daughter? Where'd you take her?” - I said angrily. Enzo now lowers his teacup, his eyes cold and dark looking at me, I can see the contempt in the way he looks at me. That's right. Look at the present. Our identities are exactly the opposite. Enzo is the CEO of the Multinational Corporation. I'm just a regular clerk. If I told everyone that I was Enzo's ex-wife, there would certainly be no one to believe it, and maybe they'd think I was crazy too.

"That bitch. How did she get pregnant?" Marcus’s brows lifted. “You didn’t know?” He got no reply. Only the sound of breathing. Marcus leaned against the desk. “It’s everywhere. Social media won’t stop talking about it.” His voice turned mocking. > The billionaire CEO obsessed with his pregnant wife. > Roman Sinclair spoils wife beyond reason. Marcus clicked his tongue. “Honestly… watching him act like some lovesick husband is sickening.” After a moment of silence, her voice again. “How far along?”

Yet I drew a slow breath and turned around. I said nothing as I reluctantly faced my ex-husband. He stared at me as if he saw a ghost, and I couldn't help but find his expression delightful. His looks seemed more polished than during our marriage, but it was only natural. He was now the mighty CEO of Welch Med Industries after all. By his side was Kathrine Lacroix-Welch, whose dress was more sparkling than a cheap Christmas decoration sprinkled with three tons of glitter. She too stared at me wide-eyed, but unlike her husband's shocked expression, hers was filled with anger.

] "hahahaha what the heck is that?" [I'm serious. Your first pregnancy is a twin and a boy-girl to boot.] "you jest, I could say that twin are hereditary from my mother's side." [By the way, I've got some awesome news to tell. You'll be shocked. I swear. Do you know our CEO? I mean ... yeah whatever but you know him right? HAHA, I heard from HR that he's getting married! They said the woman was a beaut! They are guessing that it would be that famous superstar Diana! The company's group chat was buzzing all day when the news of his marriage!]

"So, I'll tell you. Mr. Russo is my ex-husband. And Mrs. Russo, is his current wife." Renee's eyes widened. Her expression changed from disbelief to shock, like she couldn't believe what I'd told her. I shrugged and laughed at her reaction. "Yup. I *used* to be married to one of the wealthiest and most powerful CEOs in this region. Funny how life works out sometimes, doesn't it?"

"You’d better clear up this mess fast. If you don't, don't think I'll be nice about it. You've got one chance." Before I could say anything back, she hung up. I turned to the divorce lawyer who had been waiting and let out a sigh. She thought I was just jealous and looking for attention, but she did not realize I was truly fed up this time. "Are you sure about the divorce? Your wife's company is doing really well right now. You won't get much out of a divorce at this point." I nodded. When I checked my phone later, I saw that her secretary, Jim Ferguson, had a flood of comments on his social media profile.

This woman recited business terminology like a damn mantra, and my respect for her knew no bounds! “I heard you mentioning that you are expecting.” She inquired with a bit of glee and a sparkle in her eyes, “Yes, Mrs. James. Elizabeth and I are expecting our first child. I’d rather say, it is quite a ride. Something I never imagined.” I said smiling when her image flashed across my mind, “Oh, how sweet! I am delighted for you. I know how much you value this company and I was a witness to how you suffered from the idea of losing it. I am glad you found someone to share all of that with, and she turned out to be the CEO of CGC.”

But the noise from the TV caught her attention as she heard the name of the same man who had left her in this terrible condition. “CEO of Carter Textiles Ltd, Edward Carter is back with his ex-fiancée who seems to be pregnant,” the news broadcaster said, smiling excitedly. “It is said that they will be getting married soon.” A picture of Edward in an intimate position with a pregnant brunette came up on the TV. The presenter had explained that the picture had been shot at a social event where the billionaire had claimed that the woman who had been his date, Natasha Wills, was his soon-to-be wife and that they were expecting their first child.

"No way? Look at it yourself! The videos are all over the internet! The company's stock is plummeting because of you!" A chill ran down my spine as the same footage from my previous life played before my eyes. The comments were just as vicious. "Look at this CEO's wife go, screwing seven men at once. She's young and wild, alright." "There must be a reason she was so thirsty. Maybe her husband couldn't get it up?" "Judging from her loud moans, it doesn't look like seven men was enough to satisfy her. I can do better than them. I'll give it to her so good that she'll roll her eyes and can't even make a sound."

"What the fuck else is there?" "Your wife," he explains. "I don’t think you know this, but she is the CEO of a rather large fashion industry now, and her company has already announced the revival of your marriage." Of course they did. Why the hell wasn’t I surprised? After that stunt, she pulled back at the condo. I wouldn’t put anything past her, and I was sure that my father had already confirmed it. "What do you intend to do about the rumors that are flying about Miss King being your mistress in your wife’s stead?"