The Billionaires Secret Baby Claiming His

Monica's POV

I climbed up the stairs hurriedly that led to the room Ethan and I shared to tell him the good news. Over the past few months, I haven't been feeling well lately. I slept a lot, ate a lot, and vomited a lot but I never suspected that I was pregnant.

Coming from the hospital and finding out I was pregnant after two years of marriage was something that I wasn't expecting. The closer I got to the room, the louder I heard strange noises coming from the room.

My heart was hammering in my chest as I gathered up the courage to turn the doorknob. I finally turned the doorknob and my eyes instantly couldn't believe what I was seeing as I stood frozen.

A chill immediately ran down my spine seeing the event in front of me. "Ethan" my lips trembled as the word got out. My housekeeper just lay there on our matrimonial bed with a smirk plastered on her face. "What's going on here?" I asked as I staggered and took three steps forward into the room.

Ethan got off the bed and put on his boxers. He walked to the table, took a piece of paper with a pen, and placed it on the table by my side "Sign this" Ethan buttered coldly and he didn't even spare me a glance.

I walked slowly to the table and picked up the paper with my trembling hands. Pain, heart-wrenching pain was what my heart felt the moment I read what was written on the paper. "What's this?"

"Are you blind? Can't you read?" My eyes widened as I heard the tone in which Mia spoke to me.

Tears cling on my lashes as they crawled down my cheeks "You want a divorce?" I stammered, looking at Ethan as I grabbed onto the table by my side for support because I felt my legs beginning to shake.

"Sign it" Ethan's cold gaze pierced my heart even more. All I saw was hate and resentment. "I'm sorry about this Monica but I don't love you anymore. You bore me and I can't be with a woman who can't give me an heir. Mia here is already pregnant and I plan to marry her so please make this easy for yourself and sign the papers"

My knees finally failed me as I crashed on the floor speechless. This would have never happened if I had gotten pregnant on time. I looked at the man who was my first love. My husband and the one I cared about and all I could see in his eyes were hate and resentment.

I watched Ethan walk to the glass cup on the lamp table he took the glass cup filled with wine and took a long sip "I'm done with this marriage"

"Please no darling don't do this to me. Don't do this to us" I bellowed, my sobs getting louder as I crawled on the floor as I made my way to him. As soon as I got to where he was, I broke down in tears as I held his left leg tightly like a two-year-old child "Please don't do this Ethan. I love you so much and I know you know this. We can work things out, darling. I'll do anything you want but don't leave me, please. I can't live without you"

Ethan just looked at me coldly, shocked his left leg violently, and kicked me. I fell backward and my elbow landed hard on the floor, bruising it.

"This" Ethan shouted, gesturing to himself and me "This is over and that's final," He said furiously.