Divorced And Pregnant: My Beautiful Escape

Chapter 8

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tique furniture and ancestral portraits. She chose a solitar

a delicate, gold-rimmed teacup. She acknowledged Amelia's presence with a slig

d by the sharp click-clack of

clinging to his arm li

om instantly drop

roze mid-air. Her eyes, sharp and unfor

fawn, hid behind Hunter's formidable fra

ucer. Hot tea sloshed over the rim, scalding

he head butler. "James. Why is security allowing trash to

g with tears. She tightened her grip on

ween his mother and Audra. "She's with me, Mother,"

presence despite her slender frame. "Have you lost your mind, Hunter? This family

t's enough," he bit out, his voice

eyes sweeping the room to ensure everyone, includin

my child. I have a re

er own teacup, felt her hand jerk. Hot liquid spilled onto he

ate, tearing his own mother to shreds for another woman. Any lingering, foolish hope that

ed. "Her child?" she scoffed. "How do you know it's yours

out a choked sob and sagged against Hunte

took. Hunter's

a low, dangerous growl, "insul

n accusatory glare, filled with warning. It was her fault. She must have

smile spread across her lips. It was a smile

k of porcelain against wood was the only sound she made. Then, sh

ete and utter indifference to the drama, to him, stoked the fire of his rage

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Divorced And Pregnant: My Beautiful Escape

Eileen Modern

“Amelia sat on the sofa with her pregnancy report, waiting to share the miraculous news with her husband. But Hunter returned smelling of floral perfume and crimson lipstick, coldly demanding an early end to their marriage contract. "Audra's back in New York," he stated flatly. When Amelia desperately held up the hospital document, Hunter laughed, violently tearing it to pieces and throwing the crumpled ball at her face. He accused her of forging the papers for a bigger payout, warning her that even if the child were his, he would force her to abort it. Minutes later, his phone rang. Audra was on the line, crying that she was pregnant. Hunter's merciless face instantly melted into overwhelming joy, and he softly promised his ex the perfect family she deserved. Watching him cherish another woman's pregnancy while threatening the life of their own child, the twelve years Amelia had loved him turned into a sickening joke. The man standing before her wasn't her husband; he was a monster. Her heart completely dead, Amelia calmly interrupted his tender phone call. "I agree to the divorce, and I'll leave with nothing." The next morning, she signed the papers without hesitation, rejected his fifty-million-dollar severance check, and walked out of his penthouse. While Hunter waged war against his own family to protect a mistress's lies, Amelia touched her flat stomach and prepared to disappear from his life forever.”