Divorced And Pregnant: The Billionaire's Hidden Heir

Chapter 3 Lies and Suspicions

Word Count: 692 | Released on: 10/06/2026

assive front doors, Eleanor's voice cut

n't a q

n on the lie. It was

ed slowly, his face a mask of scorn and disbelief. "I'm pr

nsulting sweep. "You'd use a lie like that for money? El

't joke about something so serious. Would you like me to make an appointment with my d

ty. She looked directly at Harrison. "Give me the money. After my grandfather's surger

is phone, thumb moving fast across the screen. He gave her one last look, his contempt a physical we

around Aria and walked out the door. Int

r's legs and they gave way. She sank to the cold m

ension. Harrison stared at his phone, his expression

way. "Harry, don't let her get to you," she said softly. "She'

His focus stayed l

offhand. "You know, it's strange. From a certain a

water. Harrison's fingers froze over his phone. The te

he gave her was sharp enough

d been slapped. "I'm sor

file from three years ago," he c

leaving her pale and waxy under the passing city lights. "Why?" She f

the blur of nighttime Manhattan slide past. "The

made Aria's breath catch in her throat. Her hand tightened on

Her voice was a strained w

sed his eyes, a clear signal t

are push him further. She sat rigid in her seat, panic c

lt world was starting to crack. She had a sickening feeling that the secrets she h

in despair, with no idea that the foundation of her husband's hatre

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Divorced And Pregnant: The Billionaire's Hidden Heir

Mischa Taube Modern

“I married billionaire Harrison Sterling to fulfill a dying grandmother's wish, but to him, I was nothing but a scheming leech. When my grandfather needed emergency surgery, I swallowed my pride and begged my husband for the money. Instead of helping, he humiliated me in front of his mistress, forced me into his bed, and then threw $250,000 at me as "severance." "Take the money, sign the divorce papers, and disappear from my life." I took the blood money, left his mansion without a backward glance, and paid for my grandfather's surgery. But my brief taste of freedom was shattered by a frantic call from my abusive mother. My brother, locked in prison because Harrison believed he killed his ex-fiancée, had been brutally beaten. "If you don't make Harrison save him, I'll go to the press and ruin you both!" I was trapped between a toxic family and a husband who wanted me ruined. Harrison hated me to his core. He had no idea that years ago, I was the teenage girl who dove into a freezing riptide to save him from drowning. With my phone blocked and his security ordered to throw me out on the street, I had no official way to reach him. So, I stole a caterer's apron, tied my hair back, and sneaked into the heavily guarded Sterling Tower. This time, I wasn't going to beg.”