Her Billionaire and Her Baby

Chapter 1: Vanessa

(The Revelation)

"Yes, George! Right there!"

"George? What the hell is going on here?" My bag and the test result from the hospital fell from my hands and to the floor.

George was having sex with his young assistant in his home office.

"Great. Now you ruin my good time as well." George glared at me as he pulled out of her and tucked himself back into his pants while Linda Martin scurried around to pick her clothes.

"Linda? How could you?" My voice broke at the end as she rolled her eyes in response.

I was fond of this girl. I liked her to a point that I even invited her over for thanksgiving and for barbecue.

"Hello, Mrs Alford. Let's not pretend that we were friends and yes, I've been fucking your husband for a year now." She boldly stated.

"George!" I shifted further away from them in shock. "Is she telling the truth?"

How could George do this to me? Linda was barely twenty-three years old. This was the same girl he told me was just like a sister to him.

"Linda. You may go. Give us a moment." He dismissed his mistress and folded his arms with no sign of remorse on his face.

If for anything, his face only showed tiredness and annoyance.

"How could you do this to us?" I raised my hand to hit him but he held it in the air, "Don't you even think about it, Vanessa." He pushed me away.

I watched in shock as he went back to his desk and grabbed some files from it before throwing them in my face, "Sign that and you'll be on your merry way."

"What is this, George?" I asked, a sense of fear slowly creeping into me.

"You can read, can't you?" He arched an eyebrow at me.

I slowly picked up the papers with shaky hands and gasped as the heading sank into my brain, "You're divorcing me?"

"You finally read it." He mocked me, "Yes I am. I have no use for you anymore." He declared like I hadn't just walked in on him cheating.

"On what grounds? Shouldn't I be the one filing for a divorce? I just walked in on you having sex with your assistant. You should be hiding your face in shame, you bastard!" I screamed.

"Why?" He replied nonchalantly.

"I beg your pardon?"

"Why should I hide my face in shame when I'm merely trying to extend my bloodline?"

"George!"

"What? Did I lie? Everybody knows that you can't give me an heir so why still pretend that we have a shot at being parents? Why still pretend that I'm happy being in this prison with you when a young and fertile girl like Linda can make that happen just like this." He snapped his finger.

"But I'm just coming from the hospital, George." I picked up the test result from the floor, "This is my test result. The doctor says I'm perfectly healthy so there's a chance that this might work. You just need to give your sample and then we'll wait for our miracle."