Novel & Cerita The Billionaire's Pregnant Ex-wife

I smiled at her. "Honey, excuse us, please. Let me handle this." Mr kings patted her back, and she hissed before leaving. “Nine months ago, I met your first son in a bar and I ended up in a coma with a baby in me for your second son but the media is saying Creed and I were secret lovers.” I divulged. “I am not here to listen to your childish rants. You obviously want something from me.” I grinned at him. “You are a smart old man. I want a thousand grand. Wire it to your son’s account. He deserves a wedding present from his father, doesn’t he?”

He had lashed out at me and yet he was cuddling up to his ex wife on the very same spot. How dare he?! I had to admit that she was beautiful. The classy kind of beauty. The woman looked like she commanded men. I'd bet the only thing attractive about me was my boobs. The headlines read “The billionaire and his beautiful wife might be back together.” Tears stung the corner of my eyes. “She looks old!” Was the only insult I could come up with before I stormed back to my room to call Megan. “Have you seen the news?”

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.

he said as we said our byes and ended the call. I don't know why I feel uneasy,I feel as if something is about to happen. Something bad, something terrible........I just hope nothing happens to Bradley or my baby... . . ~Pamela's POV~ . . He raised his glass to his lips and gulped the liquid down as my smile grew wide. I made the host put our seats on one table in order to monitor him. "Mr Barcelo, how does it feel to be the youngest billionaire in this country?" An older man asked, looking at me flirtiously. "Feels great,but am still Bradley, nothing has changed" he replied as.... another waiter passed by with a tray of drinks.

"Darling, thank you for considering Sophia so much." "We are family, and your daughter is my daughter," Logan Morgan said. "But I heard Nathan had a wife before?" Grace's eyes flickered, and she lowered her head, pretending to look sad, her voice filled with grievance. "I didn't want to tell you about this. Sophia has cried to me many times. She genuinely loves Nathan, but Nathan's ex-wife keeps trying to seduce him. Sophia is pregnant now and is heartbroken every day..." "No wonder you often talk to her on the phone. She must be feeling terrible," Logan commented.

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?”

I cupped my chin and then he gripped my elbow with wide eyes. "That is great. Wh-" "I thought of it but its like so huge. Like it's really huge" The smile slowly wiped from my face as he looked me dead in the eye. "Your husband, he's a billionaire. Isn't he and he has the exposure. You have the exposure, Aal. It's going to hit and it's going to be amazing" He said and my voice died in the silence of my thoughts. "See?" He shrugged his shoulders before backing off, yet till somewhat close.

Moreover, Melanie has gone to the grocery store and would probably take her a while to get back home. "My husband isn't just only rich but known as one of the top richest in the whole of NY. It wasn't too long when we had our wedding that I realized have been heavily pregnant. I gave birth to my first kid that's none other than Roy- Xander's elder brother and then a year later, we welcomed Xander into this blissful world too. I don't know if it's because his father wasn't always home but Roy became a spoilt brat. A very bad one…" she made a pause, removing her glasses before putting it back on over the bridge of her nose.

“Christ, Christ, and Christ. Congratulations boo. Well, I cannot believe it. Wait, I am sorry. You are Christiana Tiger Kelvin now. So, tell me how it feels to be a billionaire’s wife. How does it feel to see bigwigs visiting your manor every day? Tell me about the model of cars he owns. Your place must be a luxurious penthouse. Tell me how it feels to look at the whole city from the top. You must even have a private jet to fly. Am I wrong?” She bombarded my head with her nonstop questions and inquisitiveness to know everything at the spot of the moment. For the first time after my wedding, I realized that getting hitched to a billionaire was probably a big thing. Huh! I tittered at the way

They sank into my chest like cold stones, settling into the hollow space where my heart used to beat when I still called him my husband. He was putting his life back together, brick by brick, convincing himself that he had excised a cancer from his legacy. He was playing the stoic, tragic billionaire who had survived a treacherous wife, completely unaware that his former life was tucked away in my coat pocket—folded inside a silver frame and a sonogram scan. "Good," I whispered softly. "Let him rebuild. Let him have his quiet." "The secure line is live, Mel," Nathan added, turning toward the heavy oak desk in the corner where a dark, modified laptop sat glowing dimly. "If you need to sign th