MY EX-HUSBAND'S BILLION DOLAR MISTAKE

Raymond said coldly, t

will deliver the papers. Sign them and leave. If you try to drag

ng with the sweat on her face. The pain in her womb was ripping her apart, a physical manif

sing room; Beatrice hurriedly gathered her clothes and fol

ed the neon glare of a thousand broken promises. Inside the master bedroom of the Vance estate

Nichole'

meone els

t she had concealed for less than twenty-four hours. After six long, agonizing years of negative tests, clinic visits, and the silent, venomous scowls of her mother-in-law, a fai

ied in a si

wo figures were entangled. The harsh glow of the bedside lamp illuminated the sharp pro

an who had held her hand at her wedding, the friend who had

ice's lips, a sound that sliced throug

ers, hitting the hardwood floor with a soft thud.

sh of irritation before settling into a cold, mask-like composure. He didn't scramble for the covers. He didn't panic. He simply

ts to her chest. Yet, beneath the feigned shock i

y devoid of remorse. It was smooth, deep,

read of sound. She looked from her husband to her best

ar. "Nichole, please... it's not what it looks like. I promise

et bar in the corner of the room, pouring himself a neat amber glass of scotch. He

en sooner or later any

al was a physical weight, pressing down on

husband! We have been married for si

he high ceilings. He walked toward her, each footstep sounding like a death toll.

quiet, barren house. I am the CEO of Roland Global. I have an empire to secure, a legacy t

orce. "It's a medical issue, Raymond..

eless to me, you are a burden. You sit in this house like a piece of fragile furniture, begging for affection while of

er hands clenched into fists, her storm-gray eyes flashing with a desperate, wounded fury. "I loved you! I stood by you when you were

, who was now stepping out of the bed,

deepest fears! I shared my pains w

envy. "You always had everything so easy, Nichole. The perfect grace, the effortless beauty, the wealthy husba

her body shaking so violently she could barely st

rip tightening until it bruised. "This house belongs to me. Everything you wear, everything you

arm back, but the emotional distress was draining he

ung in the air,

unbelieving laugh rattled in his throat. "Pregnant? Now? What a pathetic, des

e! I have the

ed her away with a bur

g, and she lost her balance. Time seemed to slow down as she fell backward, her body crashing violently

in her abdomen. It was a white-hot sensatio

terrifying warmth began to spread beneath her clothe