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Pregnant and Divorced: I Hid His Heir

Chapter 4 No.

Word Count: 903    |    Released on: 05/12/2025

ad a real office with a window. Yesterday, Olivia Lane, the Marketing Director, had informed her that du

d a flickering fluorescent light. It was a petty, cal

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he knew the pattern n

ped the

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as unmistakable. He was wearing a charcoal suit. The same charcoal suit Julian had

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Miller," she said. She h

was clipped, professional. "I nee

ons? It was a two-hour dr

she a

iles. I need them by tomorrow morning. My assistant is tied up

house last week to open it for the summer s

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he ordered. "And Viv

hun

r with a driver. She took one of the pool cars, a nondescript se

heavy. She got stuck at a red light on Fift

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thrown back, her blonde hair catching the sunlight

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he tight smile he gave Vivian. It was a real smile. It

earing a

nds gripped the steering wheel s

specific shade of azure. When she gave it to him, he had frowned

s wearing

ivian's gift to

p in her lower abdomen.

jealousy. The baby.

uth. One. Two. Three. She forced her hands to relax on the w

n. The car behind her

ack at the hotel. Sh

estate as the sun was setting. The house was massive, a sprawling mansion of

lence of the house was heavy. It sm

ary. She opened the sa

as e

se it w

He wanted her away so he could parade Serena around without th

the library. The Persian ru

complete

neck. It was a tie-dye pattern she had

n in the corner of the roo

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oak desk, gleaming in the

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n't cry. She felt a cold, har

ut it in her pocket, right next

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Pregnant and Divorced: I Hid His Heir
Pregnant and Divorced: I Hid His Heir
“Vivian clutched her Hermès bag, her doctor's words echoing: "Extremely high-risk pregnancy." She hoped the baby would save her cold marriage, but Julian wasn't in London as his schedule claimed. Instead, a paparazzi photo revealed his early return-with a blonde woman, not his wife, at the private airport exit. The next morning, Julian served divorce papers, callously ending their "duty" marriage for his ex, Serena. A horrifying contract clause gave him the right to terminate her pregnancy or seize their child. Humiliated, demoted, and forced to fake an ulcer, Vivian watched him parade his affair, openly discarding her while celebrating Serena. This was a calculated erasure, not heartbreak. He cared only for his image, confirming he would "handle" the baby himself. A primal rage ignited her. "Just us," she whispered to her stomach, vowing to sign the divorce on her terms, keep her secret safe, and walk away from Sterling Corp for good, ready to protect her child alone.”