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Divorcing The Cold Billionaire After Baby Birth

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 836    |    Released on: Today at 10:54

eps, leaving Aria standing alone with her canvas bag. He pulled o

n fabric. She walked down the steps, went to the opposite side of the car, and slid i

ve," he ordered. He gave the driver, Sea

his eyes wide with shock. He opened his mouth to ask if there was a mistake

borhood that address belonged to. Her hands, resting in

lowly, the scenery shifted. The clean streets gave way to cracked asphalt. The

partment building. The exterior walls were covered in faded gra

. They stood on the corner, whistling and pointing at the

ria. The corner of his mouth twitched upward

lobby. She knew exactly what he was doing. He wanted to break her. He ex

r face was completely blank. She gav

d for the

a sudden, violent surge of frustration. It felt

nst the lock button. The doors locked with a heavy clunk. He leaned toward her, his

ant a divorce. The second this baby is born, I will

th nothing? A classic negotiation tactic. You thin

ved the heavy door open. She stepped out into a puddle of murky water.

legs. She looked incredibly small standing again

ierced through his anger. She was pregnant. If she misc

very morning," Victor snapped. "Don't flatter yours

he didn't turn around.

th ground together. "I said, Sean wil

oo tired to fight over a car ride. She gave

overhead light fixture was shattered. She pulled out her pho

. His gaze fixed on the third floor. He kept watch

sly. "Sir? Should I arr

" Victo

curb, speeding out of the neighborh

She pushed the rusty key into the loc

ing room was completely empty. Spiderwebs hung in the cor

he walked into the tiny kitchen, found a plastic bucket und

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Divorcing The Cold Billionaire After Baby Birth
Divorcing The Cold Billionaire After Baby Birth
“Aria Miller was forced to marry billionaire Victor Sterling to pay for her dying grandmother's medical bills. She was six weeks pregnant after one accidental night. But Victor despised her, convinced she was a scheming gold digger who used her body as a bargaining chip. Right after signing the marriage papers at City Hall, he dumped her at a decaying, rat-infested apartment in Queens and drove away in his Rolls-Royce. He cut her off entirely, leaving her to scrub rotting floors and eat discounted groceries while pregnant. He expected her to break. When his grandmother forced him to stay over to keep up appearances, his team hauled in piles of luxury luggage. During a surprise video call from his grandmother, Victor pinned Aria to the wall, intimately stroking her hair. "Smile, or the nursing home stops getting checks," he whispered into her ear. But the second the screen went black, he shoved her away in absolute disgust, looking at her like she was a disease. Aria was suffocating. She never wanted his money, yet she was trapped in this nightmare, treated like a worthless parasite. When Victor smirked and threatened to leave her with nothing, the dam inside her finally broke. Aria didn't cry. Instead, she grabbed a raw, dripping egg and smashed it directly into the center of his bespoke midnight-blue suit. Staring into his shocked, murderous eyes, she made her terms clear. "The day this baby is born, I want a divorce."”