The Billionaire's Pregnant Ex-wife の小説・ストーリー

“How are you feeling? With the baby and everything? Congratulations, darling.” I forced the words out between gritted teeth. “Thank you.” She tilted her head slightly, still smiling. The billionaire stood silently beside her, watching everything with cold detachment. I couldn’t hold back any longer. “So… after nine months, when exactly am I receiving my money and getting out of here?” The wife and the billionaire exchanged a quick glance. Their eyes met for a brief second, something private and knowing passed between them that made my stomach twist uncomfortably. The wife laughed lightly, the sound elegant but mocking. “No, no, not too fast. Take it easy, Bree. It’s not even one month yet, a

What sort of a mother was I? As I sobbed, the nurse, who did not know what else to do slowly took her leave, and I was left to myself. The sound of the television just floated around my subconscious until I heard something that made me ait straight. 'Billionaire Eric Wilson's fiancée, Lola, was exposed to be a gold digger and allegedly forced the billionaire to get married to her. Sources have it that she is pinning down her pregnancy on the billionaire when it belongs to her boyfriend.'

If only he could guess what. A news came to his mind and he took out his phone as he walked out of the elevator. He could remember the breaking news he came across online a few days ago and it was still trending. [Jacob Sylvan comes in contact with his ex wife, Blaire Quincy, who is now a billionaire and CEO of Gemma's Collection] The headline read. He immediately clicked on the news story. That was when he realized that the Blaire Ella had mentioned was truly his ex wife. He couldn't help but to wonder why Jacob had gone to see her, did he perhaps want them to get back together now that he knew she owned a fortune?

If she was, she wouldn't be sitting down here laughing at his not-so-funny jokes. “He’s not my husband, we are not married.” “But you live together.” Damon seemed confused. “Yes, and that's because we're bonded by a contract. It's a long story.” Manny tried waving the conversation away, narrating how she got pregnant for the arrogant billionaire wasn't the one she liked to tell. “I’m all ears, I've got time.” There was no point in convincing Damon about it, he was persistent in wanting to hear the whole story. “So you got pregnant for him by mistake? how?” He asked for the hundredth time, sounding like it was an impossible error.

“She’s pregnant, Zane.” His hand slid deliberately over mine, pressing against the small rise of my belly. “And so are you.” His voice dropped, low and absolute, like it settled the matter. The finality of his tone made a shiver go down my spine. “People will talk,” I murmured, turning back to the screen. They already were. The tabloids were going to feast on this. A billionaire groom refusing to visit his pregnant fiancée? The whispers would spiral out of control.

"What is it that you have found now?" "It is that Sinclair one, the billionaire," the woman said. "Did you see it this morning at all? It has been taken down since, but I saw the whole thing. He has had a wife for three years, and not one person knew about it, and they are saying she is pregnant and she has run off somewhere." "She has run off from all that money?" Denise said. "That girl wants her head looking at it." "They think she is somewhere outside the city, in one of the small towns."

he said simply. I glanced up. “I’ve watched you,” he added. “I may not know everything yet, but I’m willing to learn. Are you?” That answer should have scared me. Instead, it made my throat ache. Still, I said nothing. Not yes. Not no. By the next morning, every tabloid had my face on it. “De Silva’s Secret Woman: Who Is She?” “Pregnant and Hidden Luca De Silva’s Lover Revealed” My phone had over a hundred messages. Half from people I hadn’t spoken to in years. The other half from my parents.

Nathan wasn't the business man he claimed he was and he'd been intentionally sabotaging alora's deals just so she could spend more time with him. Lena on the other hand, wasn't as innocent as I thought. She had plans of her own and I fired her immediately. With a heavy heart, I found my way back to Alora and asked for her forgiveness. I'd wronged her and allowed my jealousy to take over me, but not anymore. “I'm sorry, Alora.” I whispered in her ears. “Please forgive me. I had no idea….” “Its okay.” She wrapped me in a hug. Her smile widened as she pulled my hand lower, just above her belly. “I have news, Fredrick. I'm pregnant.” The end

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"Come now, Ethan. After all these years, my son chooses to pour his own capital into the company belonging to the man his ex-girlfriend ran off with." I pinched the bridge of my nose, letting out a heavy breath. "Father, please." "What? Did I fabricate history?" "No." He chuckled, clearly relishing every second of this. "Vanessa was with Damon before you entered the picture. Then she abandoned Damon for you because she convinced herself our family had far more wealth and status to offer." I kept my gaze fixed on the linoleum floor, saying nothing. "And now," he pushed on, pointing a teasing finger in the air, "after all the drama and history between the three of you, you walk straight into D