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Yes | 2024-11-21 18:48 | active | 1903 | 0 | 🔞😍Click here to read on👉👉👉 | "⚠⚠⚠🔞🔞🔞I thought signing the divorce papers would be the hardest part, but little did I know that what awaited me at home was hell... 📜💔 #LifeChangingMoments #BraveDecisions #divorce #abuse #billionaire #brokenlove #lovefallsapart #domesticviolence #voiolence #domesticviolence #beating #divorceromance #divorcebook #divorcenovel #goodnovel #trauma #strongfemalelead #womaninjeopardy🔥🔥🔥 ------ ""Excuse me, Miss Adams?"" The clerk asked from the opposite side of the counter. ""Huh?"" I responded, looking dazed standing there. I was not paying much attention to what was going on, even though she was ready for my cooperation. ""Here, ma'am,"" she said, looking at me with an irritated expression as to my being spaced out. ""I need you to sign here, on the bottom line on this page where it reads 'Signature', then be sure to sign the next page as well."" I looked at the document she pushed toward me, noticing she had already signed it under 'County Court Clerk'. I reached out and took the pen she held out for me to take before I scribbled my name on the signature line of the first page. Then I proceeded to sign the second page. In this moment, I realized that was the hardest thing I ever had to do. I had hoped that by doing this, it would make a difference in my life for once. When I was finished, I placed the pen down on all the papers before me and slid them back across the counter. She took the small stack of papers, adding a few more before stapling it all together, stamping the back page of each copy, and then handing me back both sets. ""Here you go,"" she said next, handing them over. ""The next step will be for this to get signed by the judge. Then it will be official as long as there is no one to contest it. The whole process should be done in about 3 to 4 months at best. But if there are any issues, then it may take longer for your divorce to be completed. Do you want him to be served?"" ""Yes I would like that,"" I said timidly as I was quite nervous about my decision to do this legally. ""Ummm, where do I go to? To get a protective order?"" ""That will be just down the hall in Suite C,"" she said sternly. As I looked down at the papers I held delicately in my hands, I had an instant feeling of regret. When I turned away from her, she said something, catching my attention once more as she said, ""However, I do believe they are out for lunch, small town after all. Do you think you will be able to wait?"" ""No, I am afraid I really must be getting back home,"" I said, knowing he should be there by now. ""They will be there in about 45 minutes to an hour if you happen to change your mind,"" she said, turning to walk away from me. I left feeling guilty as I walked out of the clerk's office holding the 2 small stapled bundles of papers in my hands. For some strange reason, I thought everyone was looking at me, so I kept my eyes glued to the floor, making my way outside. I was very self-conscious at that point, so I hurried back home. I thought about what I was going to say when the time came. And, when I could get away to apply for the protective order next. Time seemed to pass like nothing when I finally pulled into my driveway. I looked around before opening the door. All seemed quiet around the house. Was he even here? I got out, slowly. He was nowhere to be seen. I walked inside, still listening intently for the slightest sound. Was he even here? However, when I walked into the living room from the kitchen, everything changed. Out of nowhere, came a fist flying toward my face, punching me square in the mouth. I screamed out in pain as I closed my eyes. I felt a hand firmly wrap around my neck, while my back was slammed up against the wall. ""What the Hell do you think you are doing?!"" Shane yelled at me. I gasped for air, trying to respond to him. ""What are you talking about?"" I managed to ask. That infuriated him, and he wrapped a second hand around my throat, squeezing tighter. I instinctively placed my hands on his wrists, trying to get him to let go. ""I am talking about you being at the courthouse today, Kelly Anne! You were filing for divorce! What makes you think you are going to get rid of me??!"" He harped at me sharply. ""What?!"" I asked him, shocked by his words. Who saw me? No, better yet, who could have told him?! I had only just left there and went straight home. He strangely loosened his grip slightly as I whispered. ""I don't understand."" ""How can you not understand?"" He scoffed, looking at me aggressively with an evil look in his eye. ""You're telling me, you didn't see Nadine?! She was there paying one of my fines. She looked right at you. She saw and heard everything you said."" He turned slightly away before glaring again. ""Oh yeah. You want me to be served by a deputy?! You know I have outstanding warrants. Were you planning on them picking me up at that time too?"" He finally let go of my throat, and grabbed both of my shoulders while raising his knee, before he thrust it in my stomach. I gasped for air as I landed on the floor, hard! He then reared his foot back, kicking me in the chest. I thought he split my sternum in two with the force of that blow. He wore steel-toed boots too. I coughed violently, wrapping my arms around my chest, and curling into a ball. He suddenly knelt before me, scowling while reaching for my right arm. I kept coughing as he snickered at me, ""I will make it to where you're not able to sign your name unless I do it for you."" He twisted my arm, trying to give it an Indian burn. But! He used such a grip, twisting each hand in the opposite direction at such a speed that he broke my arm! I screamed out with all my might. You would have thought he dropped a 10-ton beam on my arm. I was in so much pain I was sure the neighbors could hear me if they were paying attention. All of a sudden, Nadine rushed into the living room, screeching, ""The cops are coming!"" ""What!?"" He yelled, standing to his feet while turning to face her. ""How is that possible?"" ""I stayed there after she left, overhearing them run your name through the system,"" his sister said, glaring hatefully at me. ""They ended up calling in a deputy. They said you had warrants for forced entry, assault and battery, and domestic abuse."" He paced while I cradled my broken arm, trying to protect it, when he turned around to face me after hearing this news. In the distance, we could all hear the sound of sirens getting closer. She left the front door open when she rushed inside. He walked over to me, adding, ""If I'm going to go, then I should go out in style!"" He moved his leg back about to kick me. I thought he was going to kick me in the stomach again, but I was so wrong. He ended up kicking me in the face, breaking my nose. Any harder and he could have killed me. I was dazed, my vision going in and out. I could hear the sounds of shouting while everything around me was fuzzy. Come to find out, Nadine left the door wide open. When the deputies approached the door, they could see me lying there on the floor, bleeding all over. ""Freeze!"" I heard someone shout as my vision started to fade to black. What's going to happen now? 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Yes | 2024-11-21 18:48 | active | 1903 | 0 | 😍😍Title "Nice to Marry You"👉 | Forced into marriage, Noelle reluctantly endures a series of blind dates until she meets Sebastian, a charming yet seemingly ordinary man. Enchanted by his allure, she marries him, anticipating a simple life. However, she soon discovers that Sebastian is not as he seems. Unveiling Sebastian's true identity as a billionaire, secrets begin to unravel, thrusting Noelle into an unexpected situation as she gradually uncovers the truth about his past... | LEARN_MORE | https://website.novelbinger.com/share/middle/oqyeh | Short drama | https://www.facebook.com/61551551210077/ | 61,736 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Learn more | 0 | website.novelbinger.com | VIDEO | https://website.novelbinger.com/share/middle/oqyeh2xwisdalpdlnsm3wbpn?ad_id={{ad.id}}&sid=120212745227360065&campaign={{campaign.name}}&adgroup={{adset.name}} | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/467706285_1103180281432877_4039833971406690532_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=zJd96M8bC7EQ7kNvgEioqWE&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=ALF3S39yQ_h1ummZ2Lct0Er&oh=00_AYAcnHwSiWqzVkLSvsX6N6828smz3CwLqCmv-C6ZxB7vpA&oe=6745B33C | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Short drama | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Yes | 2024-11-21 18:48 | active | 1903 | 0 | ❤️🔥Best Friend Divorced Me When I Carried His Baby | Kelly's POV Was it a blessing to marry your best friend? I was not very sure what Pierce thought but marrying him was a dream come true for me. And now what was more exciting, we were going to welcome our first child. “It’s a good thing you’re cautious. You could’ve lost your baby, Miss Monroe.” The GYN told me seriously as she could see the shock in my eyes. I subconsciously touched my belly, and still couldn't believe a baby was lying there. Had I heard it right? I was pregnant? I was pregnant with a baby for Pierce! My best friend and my first crush! On the way out of the hospital, I couldn’t wait to tell Pierce about our baby. I wondered what his reaction would be. Would he scream in happiness? Would he kiss me and all? God! I couldn’t contain my happiness. I cupped my red face as I fantasized. But the moment I felt the cold from the simple ring on my finger, my wildly beating heart calmed down. I almost forgot that Pierce wasn't the type to be keen on having children, especially when our marriage was arranged by his family. Pierce was a complete gentleman, both as a friend and a husband. Every time we had sex, he was considerate but cautious, saying there was no need to add extra shackles when we were not ready. This baby, in a way, was out of plan. My mind was becoming restless as I sat in my car. Would this be good news for him? What if Pierce was still not ready for the baby? "Ma'am, is everything okay? Do you need to call the Boss?" My private driver Luke asked worriedly as he noticed my frown face. Luke was reliable like a family but if I chose to share, I still wanted Pierce to be the first to know this news. He's my baby's father. "No," I shook my head, giving Luke a reassuring smile. "He's on the flight. I'll talk to him later myself." So that I could sense his answer directly from his raw expressions. I was always good at that. I closed my eyes recalling the first day we met. His bright smile in the sunlight was so dazzling, he was a Prince. Long before we became best friends, I fell in love with him at first sight. But it was only an unrequited love, I knew it well. I slid down the car window to get some fresh air but accidentally caught a glimpse of our old high school. That bitter feeling filled my chest once again. Pierce is my first love but I'm not his. In high school, I was only a boring nerd in other's eyes while Pierce Anderson was the shining Quarterback. Everyone was surprised that we could be friends. Though enmity rose, I enjoyed being around him. I slowly realized that I didn't want just to be his friend. However, right when I was about to confess my feelings to him, another girl came into his life. I shook my head trying to get rid of those sad old memories. I gripped the cold wedding ring on my finger, telling myself the past was past. Pierce said they were over and I was his wife now. I was his wife who was carrying his baby now. I wiped the tears from the corners of my eyes and opened the door to our house. My heart calmed down as I breathed in the scent of home. Our home. It wasn't as luxurious as his family's villa but cozy. Pierce and I decorated it together with our own hands. We enjoyed it. Yes, I must have been overthinking. That woman had been out of our lives for a long time and my marriage with Pierce was as beautiful as a fairy tale for the past three years. I glanced at the clock on the wall. At this point, Pierce should have gotten off the plane. He was over a month of traveling for the sake of our family’s business. Pierce was the President of ADE, the leading fashion magazine company all over Asia, and I was actually the Vice President of the company. We were not only life partners but also good partners at work. I really missed him. I dialed his number immediately. I really wanted to hear his voice now, to know when he would arrive home. I would prepare a good meal for him and he would prize me with a sweet kiss. And then we might have passionate sex like what he gave me the night before his business trip. Oops, I almost forgot I was pregnant now. I needed to tell him this first and then we could do something else instead. I was happily envisioning our lovely reunion and my heart dropped when a woman's voice came over the line. [Hello?] I snapped the phone as just one word came out. My phone fell to the floor and my body started shaking uncontrollably. NO! It couldn't be her! It couldn't be Lexi! She was already out of our life! I must have misheard. I rushed to the fridge in an attempt to calm myself with the aid of some alcohol. But the moment I touched the wine bottle, I was reminded of the doctor's words and my baby. I needed to be cautious for my baby's sake. I turned to get a box of milk and walked toward the sofa. I didn't know what made me recognize that as Lexi's voice at that moment. I meant Lexi and I were never close. Lexi Gilbert was a typical blonde beauty that men would go crazy for. She was the popular cheerleader in high school while Pierce was the star quarterback. Better match than he and a nerd like me, right? It wasn't surprising that he had fallen for her. My pride couldn't stand watching the man I loved go crazy for another woman. So I had once tried to stay away from them silently but Pierce refused to quit from my life. Every time I drowned myself in a sea of books and studies to forget them, Pierce would appear at my doorway asking me out. I couldn't say no to his charming smile; I couldn't say no when he claimed it was his duty as my best friend to take me to enjoy the real world. To not ruin our friendship, I could only hide my broken heart, silently playing the role of his best friend by his side and watching his happy face for another girl. I finally got up the courage to study abroad as I learned that Pierce was planning to propose to Lexi. However, I never expected Grams would call to beg me back. I returned in a hurry only to see a lifeless Pierce. His heart was harmed badly, by Lexi. My beloved sunshine boy was nowhere to be seen, and my heart was bleeding. I started to hate Lexi from that moment. I gave up my cherished man to her, and how dared she harm him so badly! That witch! Pierce didn't tell anyone what happened except he was over with Lexi. Grams arranged our marriage. I didn't understand why he agreed until the day I heard him say that marrying anyone but Lexi would be the same for him. It was so fcking hurt but I still walked into this marriage without a second thought. My cherished boy was broken and I wanted to fix him, not caring if I would ruin myself in the process. I fell asleep at home feeling so insecure and worried. I woke up in the middle of the night when I felt someone caressing my cheek. Slowly, I opened my eyes and I realized I had fallen asleep in the living area. Someone lifted me from the couch. I immediately recognized his scent and touch as I looked at him with heavy-lidded eyes. “Peirce…” “Hmm,” he hummed as he walked towards the stairs. “Why did you sleep on the couch?” I stared at his face when he gently put me down on the bed. He caressed my hair and kissed my forehead. He was always so gentle and that was why I loved him so much. Even when making love, he was very considerate of my feelings. We'd been apart for over a month, my body missed him and my heart wanted him. “Where have you been? I’ve been waiting for you,” I said as I caressed his cheek. “Just met a friend. You said you were waiting for me, is it something urgent?" Looking at his gentle face, suddenly I didn't want to ruin the moment. so I closed my parted lips and swallowed the truth back in my stomach once again. Tomorrow, maybe tomorrow, I will have the courage to face all the puzzles. I shook my head and pouted, telling him that I was sleepy. He chuckled and carefully carried me to the bed. The moment he was about to leave me after giving me a goodnight kiss, I panicked for some reason. I then quickly grabbed him and kissed him with all my passion, trying to undress him, trying to make him touch me more and deeper. I missed him. I wanted him. I felt that the only way I could feel at ease was to let him put himself inside me again. To make sure he was still mine. "Wait Kels," Yet he stopped me by pinning my crazy hands on the bed. "I thought you said you're sleepy and you need to rest." "But I think I miss you more now." I looked at him with innocence and I could catch desire flashing in his eyes but I didn't know why it faded soon. He used to be happy when I became the initiative one. As if noticing my confusion, he chuckled and playfully pinched my nose, “I’ll just take a shower. I smell alcohol.” I just nodded and watched him as he walked toward the bathroom. But drowsiness struck again so I closed my eyes to take a nap. However, it was already morning when I opened my eyes again and Pierce was beside me, putting a tray of food on the bedside table. “Hey!” I greeted and smiled when I realized what he’d done. He prepared breakfast for me. In bed. The sweetest. He smiled and sat on the bed. “Good morning.” I grinned as I sat on the bed. He carried the tray and put it beside me. I shot an eyebrow up and tilted my head as I stared at his handsome face. His eyes are deep brown. His eyebrows were thick and black, complimenting his beautiful eyes. His nose was proud and pointed and his lips were red and thin. He literally looks like a sexy bad boy. Even Damon Salvatore would be embarrassed to stand beside him. No one stands a chance against this man. “What is this? Is this a bribe? You stood me up last night, bad boy.” He didn’t laugh. He heaved a sigh and gently tucked my hair on my ears before he held my hand and stared into my eyes. “I have something to tell you.” I felt my heart race. I thought about our baby in my womb. He’s got something to tell. I have something to tell him too. “W-What is it?” I asked as I felt my voice tremble. He took a deep sigh. “You know you’re important to me, right?” I slowly nodded with parted lips. I couldn’t answer. I’m scared of what he’s about to say. I have a bad feeling about this. “You were my best friend before we got married. You are one of the few people I treasure…” I hid my balled fists under the sheet. I don’t know why he’s telling me all this but I felt tears pooling in the corner of my eyes already. “Kelly…” he paused and squeezed his eyes closed before he looked at me again in the eyes. “I-I think it’s time for us to divorce.” “P-Pierce…” I felt my heart clench. He smiled. “I know you don’t have feelings for me either. You just married me because of my grandparents. You just did this because you love them. Now it’s time for our real happiness, Kelly.” I shook my head, “W-What are you talking about, Pierce?” “Lexi is back, Kelly. My first love is back.” Chapter 2 It Never Rains but It Pours Kelly’s POV I got off the bed and tried to leave but Pierce grabbed my hand. I immediately wiped the tears that rolled down my cheeks before he could see them. He stood in front of me and looked at my face as I tried so hard to look down and avoid his eyes. I felt my heart breaking into pieces. I thought… I thought I could make him fall in love with me within those three years together. I thought his feelings would level up and would see me as a woman rather than just a best friend. I was stupid for hoping and dreaming so high. I failed. No matter how hard I tried, his heart belonged only to his first love Lexi. “Kelly…” I sucked my breath and swallowed the pain as I looked at him. I faked a smile, “I need to wash up before eating.” He stared into my eyes as if trying to figure out what I was thinking. I know he knew me too well so I tried so hard to hide my pain and smiled at him. He sighed and let go of my hand. “Okay. I’ll wait for you here. Let’s eat and go to work together.” Together? How cruel could he be? He still wanted us to get along like he didn’t ask for a divorce? He wanted us to stay the way we were right after he told me that his first love was back and he wanted to divorce me? Oh Pierce, what was going on in your head? If I used to be able to force myself to stay in the seat of his best friend wishing him happiness, I no longer had that courage after the three years we'd shared. There's no way I could endure that kind of torture again, especially when I'm carrying his baby. The baby...I had thought it was good news for us but now...it would be more like a burden to him, I guess. A burden that would prevent him from getting his true love and freedom. I knew how an unwanted child to grow up. My parents were divorced even before my mother died and the new family of my father hated me and it hurts like hell. I don’t want my baby to experience the same thing I felt. I need to keep my baby away from it. I faked a smile again. “We can’t. I need to visit the studio for the photoshoot of our new models…” “I’ll go with you—” “No.” I pushed his hand. His eyes followed my hand before he lifted his face to look at me again. “You have some documents to sign. Our schedules are already organized, remember?” “But…” “I have a personal driver, Pierce. I’ll be fine to go alone.” He sighed and slowly nodded. I turned my back on him and entered the bathroom. I immediately opened the shower and stood under the cold water. Tears cascaded down my cheeks as I covered my mouth to suppress my sobs. My shoulders were trembling really badly and when I thought about my baby, I swallowed hard and tried to calm myself down. I wiped my face and caressed my belly. I need to be strong. I need to stay calm. I shouldn’t put my baby’s life on the line just because I got my heart broken. I have to deal with this smartly. I sucked my breath and finished my bath. When I got out of the bathroom, I was shocked to see Pierce was still there. He was struggling to fix his tie in front of the full-length mirror. I also noticed my pair of heels and dress on the bed. “Hey! I picked your dress for today.” Since our marriage wasn't public, Pierce said he would try to do little things for me as a husband. He did it well and I used to enjoy these sweet moments but now, it was going to kill me. I grabbed the dress and went inside the walk-in closet. I felt him following me. I put the white dress back and picked a red one. When I faced him, his forehead was creased. I smiled. “I prefer red today. I’d feel beautiful in this dress.” His eyes went to the dress I was holding and his face immediately calmed down. He nodded and walked towards me. “I see. Help me fix this first.” I put my dress on his arm and started fixing his tie. I could feel his eyes staring intently and it was making my heart beat so fast. I took a deep breath and chewed my bottom lip as I struggled to fix the tie. My vision is becoming blurry again. Damn! “Kelly…” I jumped in shock. “Hmm?” “Are you okay?” I looked at him and smiled, “Yeah.” “I have another thing to say.” I finished fixing his tie so I immediately grabbed the dress from him. I glanced at him before I walked past him and spoke… “Let’s just talk some other time. I'm going to be late.” I heard him sigh as he followed me again. I grabbed my underwear and got dressed while he was standing behind me. He’s silent the whole time as if he’s thinking about something. “You should eat before you leave.” I faced him and nodded. “I will. You should go now.” “Kelly, we’re on the same page, right?” I stared at him. No, Pierce. We’re never on the same page. All of these are just my stupid fantasies. I thought you had feelings for me and I was so wrong. “If it’s about the divorce, I understand everything, Pierce. I know what I have to do. Just give me some time because I’m really busy with the company. I will not run away.” “Kelly, I’m not just doing this for myself. I’m also doing this for you. You’ve been caged with me ever since we got married. I know you’re not happy because deep inside, you also want to find the man you deserve. Someone who will really love you. Not me. Not someone who’s half-hearted.” “I understand what you’re trying to say, Pierce,” I said and tried to turn my back but he held me by the waist, keeping me in place. He did everything to capture my eyes and he succeeded. He looked at me worriedly. “You are my best friend. I don’t wanna lose you, Kels. You’re one of my few people…” “I know,” I said out of frustration. He looked shocked, so I calmed myself down. “I-I know. You don’t have to worry. I’m just stressed about work. It’s not about our divorce.” His lips parted and he slowly nodded as if he was able to breathe properly. He walked towards me and I froze when he gently kissed my forehead… “Thank you, Kelly," he whispered. My heart clenched. It had been three years but I was still such a coward. Why couldn't you just tell him that you love him, Kelly? He's your husband and you're carrying his baby! Tell him and he might change his mind! I swallowed hard and was about to tell him but his phone rang. I didn't miss the caller ID. Again, it was Lexi. " I gotta go." He scratched his head in apology and I didn't miss the upturned corners of his mouth. "I called Luke and he’s waiting outside. Eat before you go, okay?” With that, he left our room. The tears I had managed to suppress burst out again. Why would I think I could have a chance? He made his choice already the moment he asked for the divorce, didn't he? Whenever it came to Lexi, I was always the one he would abandon. Chapter 3 Stiff Upper Lip Kelly’s POV I entered the studio wearing just two-inch red heels and a red dress. Everyone was looking my way as I walked along the hallway. They’re all greeting me with a smile but my face remains stoic, not showing any emotions at all. The conversation with Pierce this morning was still lingering in my head, but I couldn't let it affect my work. I couldn't fail my work after I failed my marriage. I took a deep breath to adjust my condition. However, when I entered the photoshoot room, I could notice everyone was in chaos. “We can’t! She’s not answering her calls. What should we do? The Vice President is coming today. She’d get mad.” “We can just tell her the truth. She’s nice.” “Not in this situation, Lily! She’d scold us—” “What’s happening here?” I asked as I graced the room. The staff were now looking at me with worried expressions and I knew then that there was a problem. “G-Good morning, Miss Monroe.” Miss Monroe. Of course, no one knew that Pierce and I were married except for our families. I felt a pinch in my heart because of that truth. It hurts. I stared at her blankly, “What?” “W-We have a problem, Miss Monroe. Miss Chen, our model has been refusing our calls. She said she heard that we’re changing our model so…she doesn’t want to come here. She’s even…threatening to file a case against us.” She bowed his head. I gritted my teeth and roamed my eyes around. “Where’s the marketing manager?” “S-She’s still trying to convince Miss Chen, Miss Monroe.” I massaged my forehead and squeezed my eyes closed. I grabbed my hair and screamed in so much anger. I felt everyone around me jump in shock. I groaned and sucked my breath before looking around. “Miss Monroe…” “What is this, Miss Hayley? You are the marketing manager, what is happening?” “Miss Monroe, I don’t know how it happened but Miss Chen heard that you are changing our model. She’s about to file a case against us—” Changing the model? How come I didn't know about this? Miss Chen had always been our trustful partner and if not necessary, changing models for a commercial shoot on short notice would only cause a lot of trouble for the company. I would never allow such a cheap mistake. “I never asked for that. You must be mistaken." I cut her words to save time, " Fix this mess or I have to fire you!” "Miss Monroe...It's Mr. President who asked us to change it." Hayley spoke hesitantly. "He ordered that as soon as he came back from his business trip yesterday." I was hit by the truth. Pierce's order? Why didn't he tell me? He used to discuss every major decision with me first. "It shouldn't be..." I was confused. Pierce was not a clueless businessman. He kept a clear distinction between work and relationships, which was why he always succeeded. And that was also why he chose to keep our marriage a secret. "Yes, Kelly. I gave the order." The voice pulled me back. “M-Mr. President…” Hayley bowed with respect as she saw the man who suddenly appeared behind me. "I think you owe me an explanation, Pierce. About changing the model!" I gritted as I turned around to question him. He knew clearly how much effort I put into winning this project. I hardly had a good sleep those days and Miss Chen was the ideal one for us to work with. I remembered he agreed on it too. But now...he just changed the model as he liked without telling me in advance. I felt like a hard slap on my face. "Go ahead for the work. I'll make it clear to her." He pacified the staff first, ignoring the anger that was about to spew out of my eyes. "Answer me, Pierce! Why do you change the model so suddenly?" I couldn't hold my anger and he just touched my shoulder whispering to me, "This is not the place to talk. Let me explain it to you in the car." I looked around to notice others sneaking glances at us. Then I shook away his hands and walked toward the parking lot. But along the way, my heart was heavier and heavier. I had a feeling that I was not going to enjoy his explanation. "Now, say it." I blurted it out as we sat in his car. He stared into my eyes as if weighing my emotions. I looked away again. I couldn’t stand his stares. I couldn’t withstand his eyes that never looked at me the way I wanted him to look at me. He has no feelings for me and it hurts so much. “I-I…” he paused and sighed. “I replaced Miss Chen because Lexi wants to be our model. She’s also fit to be our model so I agreed—” “What?” I asked in disbelief. He pressed his lips together and looked away. He messed his hair up before he shook his head and held my hand. “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you sooner. It was just so sudden. She asked for a favor and I can’t say no.” I took my hand back and looked at him in both pain and anger. “You can't say no to her so you'd rather harm the company, our company. You betrayed me, Pierce.” “Kels, come on. You know how much I love her. She’s my first love.” Painfully, I closed my eyes. Oh yes, she's your first love. She's always the one you want no matter what it takes. As long as she frowned a bit, you could turn a blind eye to the pain and effort of others. You are so heartless, Pierce. “Well, you’ve decided. I don’t have a say in this since you’re the President. Just go. I’ll be in the office.” I said coldly as I opened the car door to walk out. “Kelly…” I looked him in the eyes. “Go home early. Let’s talk about our divorce at home tonight.” Chapter 4 Left High and Dry Kelly’s POV I was playing with the wedding ring on my finger. I told him to go home early but he didn’t come home completely. He wasn’t even answering my calls. Well, now Lexi was back, this house was probably not home in his eyes anymore. My eyes turned to my pregnancy report on the table. What a mockery. I was still naive to hold a glimmer of hope that things would be different if I told him about the baby. But forget this baby was out of his plan. Sure, Pierce was not the kind who would force me to have an abortion. But he couldn't cut out his obsession with Lexi either. He might stay in this loveless marriage if his parents asked. But all I had would only be an empty shell. That's not a Father what I wanted for my baby. I wiped off the tears collecting at the corner of my eyes and collected the report. It was 5 am already when I looked at the clock on the wall. I tried to dial his number again, but still busy. What was he busy with? Was he busy making love with Lexi? He must have missed her a lot, didn't he? I still remember the day when he came back after his first private vacation with Lexi. His joy was unmistakable. Nearly at once, I could tell they made love. The same day I returned to my room, I cried out loud as I took off my makeup. Nothing I did worked. I could never replace Lexi in his heart. I felt like hundreds of pounds pressing my chest. I decided to get a shower to wash away all the miserable emotions but the moment I opened the wardrobe, our intimate clothes were snuggled together bringing me back to the memory of how Pierce and I had sex here last time. It was that time he didn't use contraception. He was so passionate that I thought he finally accepted our marriage. I once believed his return from this business trip would be a fresh start for us but actually, it was a start for us to fall apart now. Unable to suppress my feelings any longer, I crouched down crying loudly. Why? Why am I always the one they choose to abandon? Why don't I deserve to be loved? I didn't remember how I fell asleep. When the alarm clock went off, I subconsciously touched the pillow beside me. Cold as last night. He didn't come home yet. I sneered at myself as I caught my reflection in the dresser mirror. The dark circles under my eyes were so clear and my hair was a total mess, looking like a ghost. See, Kelly? That's what happened when you stepped into such a loveless marriage without a second thought. You would only break yourself if you continue on the wrong path. Just get a divorce. Spare him and yourself. Your baby needs a strong mommy. Suddenly a wave of nausea flooded my stomach and I realized I hadn't even eaten anything last night. Feeling sick again, I run to the sink and puke. I spit yellowish liquid and it tastes so bad. I washed my mouth immediately and stared at my own reflection in the mirror. I shook my head and cupped my forehead as soon as I felt like throwing up again. I spit yellowish liquid again and while I’m washing my mouth, I feel a warm hand caressing my back. I immediately lifted my face and met a pair of brown eyes looking at me through the mirror. Standing behind me with a worried face was my husband Pierce. I’ve always been thankful that I have him as my best friend and husband but now…I’m losing him. Hopelessly losing him. “Are you okay? Are you not feeling well? You should’ve told me.” I stared at him through the mirror. “You didn’t answer my calls. Guilt flickered in his eyes. “I’m sorry. I had some things to do. I stayed in the office all night.” I wiped my face and walked past him. He followed me as I sat in front of the vanity and started combing my hair. “Kels…” “I woke up late. I failed to prepare breakfast.” I tried to avoid his eyes. I felt like I would lose my temper and snap at him. There was no moment when I felt his selfishness so clearly as now. He called me his best friend yet he had never seriously confronted my needs. My feelings. "Kels...... you know I'm not asking about this. I'm just worried about your condition......" “Kels, are we still okay?” I stopped combing my hair and slowly met his eyes. Through the mirror, again. Really? He’s asking me that? After he offered me a divorce without even asking if I was okay with it? He decided on his own. Just because his first love is back. I can’t believe him. I faked a smile. “I just don’t feel well today, Pierce.” He immediately squatted beside me which is not surprising because I know he truly cares. What surprised me is why is he still doing this after he buried a dagger in my heart. “Are you okay?” He gently touched my forehead and neck. “Are you sick? Tell me how you feel, Kels.” “My feelings don’t matter,” I couldn’t help but blurt out. He looked shocked because of what I said. When I attempted to avoid him, he grabbed my wrist and made me face him. His face is mirroring his anger now. He’s completely lost his patience. “What’s wrong with you, Kels? You’ve been acting like this since yesterday. Is this about Lexi? Or was it because I didn’t come home last night?” I looked him in the eyes, annoyed. "You're the one who asked for a divorce! I told you to come back earlier but you just let me wait for the whole night. How do you want me to greet you this morning, Pierce?” He clenched his jaws and shook his head. “Kels, I..." "Enough. We can talk about the divorce after work today." “Kels!” He called and grabbed my shoulders. Confusion and pain were visible in his eyes. “Are you…in love with me?” I was taken aback? In love? Yes! Ever since we were in high school. Ever since he became my best friend. Who wouldn’t fall for someone who has been protecting you ever since? But of course, I can’t tell him. It would only complicate things more. I don’t even want him to pity me. I shook my head and pushed his arms away. “Are you on drugs? I’m not in love with you.” I turned my back on him and entered the bathroom again. I locked it before going to the bathtub. I should focus on myself. I can’t let my emotions affect me but…but why are my tears falling again? “You are so pathetic, Kelly! You can’t even tell him how you truly feel,” I whispered to myself as I wiped my tears angrily. It took me almost an hour bathing. When I was done, I realized Pierce had already left. I shook my head in disbelief. He’s been constantly abandoning me. I can’t believe we’d reach this point. I thought we were okay. I was so stupid. *** “Good morning, Miss Monroe…” “Good morning, Vice President…” I did not greet anyone back just like how I used to greet them back. I still feel pissed and my mood seems off. Irritation can easily take over me and I can’t control it. Probably because of Pierce’s divorce proposal or because of my pregnancy. I was about to enter my office when I heard two girls talking. “Did you see her? I bet she’s Mr. Anderson’s girlfriend. They seemed close.” My forehead creased. Pierce’s girlfriend? “Ah! It’s a waste that I didn't see her face but I feel like it’s Miss Lexi.” “Lexi? Lexi Gilbert? The model?” “Yes! I bet my whole month's salary on this. They look good together.” “Come on! Miss Monroe and Mr. Anderson look better together.” “Are you serious? They’re best friends. You know, some people are better off just friends. It’s Mr. Anderson and Miss Monroe.” I squeezed my eyes closed and pushed the door of my office. I slowly closed it and rested my back against it. This is harder than I expected. I took a deep breath and sat on my swivel chair. I opened the computer at the same time a notification popped up on the screen of my phone. My hands started shaking as soon as I saw the notification. It was Pierce’s social media update. He uploaded a photo of him and Lexi together. Eating in a fancy restaurant. I balled my fists and gritted my teeth. Of course, there’s no way I can compete with her in his heart. 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Yes | 2024-11-21 18:48 | active | 1903 | 0 | 📕Hey, I Happened to Have Your Kid👶 | Chapter 1 Got Pregnant Out of Nowhere "Congratulations, you're pregnant!" Seeing the faint smile from the doctor, Angela Banner felt like she had just heard the biggest joke of the century. How could she be pregnant when she had been single her whole life? She was not a Mangrove killifish either; she could not reproduce asexually! "Doctor, you must've made a mistake. I can't possibly be pregnant." "Didn't you have an artificial insemination last month?" What? Angela almost fell off her chair. When?? "I've been single since I was born. Why would I undergo artificial insemination? I only had a check-up." The doctor peeked at her in astonishment. "You surely did, according to the medical records. The doctor who performed the surgery has already left, so I don't have all the details. If you don't want the child, I can help you schedule an abortion." Angela felt like the sky was falling. Goodness, what on earth is going on? Am I seriously pregnant? After she used up all her money to pay her brother's medical bills yesterday, she even had to pay for her meals on credit. How was she supposed to afford an abortion?! Ears abuzz, she stood up and stumbled out of the hospital. She had just gotten to the hospital's main entrance when a woman grabbed her and asked, "Angela Banner?" She turned her head, only to jolt to a stop. Isn't this the company boss' fiancé, Wilhelmina Prescott? "How can I help you?" Wilhelmina handed her a business card. "I'll give you 150 thousand if you hand me the baby once they come to the world." What? Angela felt her heart skip a beat. "How did you know I'm pregnant?" Wilhelmina glared at her. "Don't waste time making pointless conversation. Just do as I say." Still, how could Angela not ask? She was not an easily manipulated fool. "I won't agree unless you explain everything clearly." Wilhelmina frowned, growing somewhat frustrated. Her gaze held a hint of malice when it swept over Angela's belly. "Truth be told, the child should be mine. I registered it with a Brundellian name, which happens to be the same as yours. But that damn doctor made a mistake and performed artificial insemination on you instead." Angela was now in shock on top of being in disarray. So, this child's father is… my boss? How did I end up in such a bizarre situation? "I… need to think about it." She could not possibly make an immediate decision for something so important. "I'll wait for your news tomorrow. And you're dead if you dare to breathe a word about this." The woman then left. Angela's heart was a tangled mess on her way back to the office. 150 thousand was a tempting sum to her. She desperately needed money for her sick brother, as the medical expenses were an endless pit. Could she continue to live a normal life if she had a child? With a troubled expression, she entered the elevator. Just as the doors were about to close, a tall and imposing figure walked in. Her heart thumped so loudly that it almost burst out of her chest the moment she saw the man. It was her company's boss, Conrad Heathcliff, who happened to be the father of the child in her belly! You're indeed bound to meet the people you don't wish to meet, she lamented. She had only been lucky enough to meet him once ever since she joined the company. That brief encounter with the man so handsome and outstanding that even the gods were envious was enough to be etched in her memory for a lifetime. "H-Hello, Mr. Heathcliff." Conrad did not know her at all. Out of politeness, he nodded while maintaining his aloof expression. A convinced Angela knew he had no idea his 'seed' had been planted in the wrong place. He would not have remained so calm if he had known that his child was inside her belly. She subconsciously caressed her lower abdomen as the mix of emotions washed over her at the thought of being pregnant with his child out of nowhere. The atmosphere in the elevator gradually became stifling. She fixed her gaze on the elevator floor indicator, dying to get out of there as soon as possible. Just as they arrived on the fiftieth floor, the elevator shook violently, and the lights went out before darkness engulfed the space. Unprepared for the sudden incident, Angela lost her balance and fell to the ground with a thud. "What's happening? Is the elevator malfunctioning?" "Don't move." Conrad immediately pressed his body against the wall. He had experienced even the greatest storms and knew how to handle emergencies. With a calm expression, he took out his phone and turned on the flashlight. However, the elevator shook violently again. Angela's legs were already weak from the shock. As the elevator jolted, she stumbled forward and collided with the solid body before her. Dizzy and disoriented, she tried to get up, only to find herself unable to move. Her head was stuck… between two 'big pillars'! Her mind went blank from panic as she began to grope aimlessly on the 'pillars,' feeling out in every direction. Before long, she vigorously shook her head from side to side, hoping to free herself. Despite her efforts, she could not budge. "I-I'm stuck…" Conrad's face had turned livid at that point. This was the first time a woman had caressed him everywhere there was to touch. Is she trying to seduce me?! A flicker of anger sparked through his deep, dark eyes as he grabbed the woman's wandering hands. "Try moving again, and these arms won't be yours for much longer." Hearing that, she sobbed, "Mr. Heathcliff, I'm seriously stuck. If I'm bound to die today, I have a secret I want to tell you." Chapter 2 Mr Heathcliff, Your Seed Has Been Misplaced Tears fell from her eyes like beads, falling one by one and shattering when they came in contact with the hem of Conrad's trousers. He could clearly sense the dampness. Is she an idiot, or is she just acting like one? "Don't play tricks with me, or I'll fire you as soon as we get out of here." He then turned on his phone's flashlight, instantly illuminating the elevator. It was then that Angela caught a glimpse of herself in the reflection on the wall. She was on her knees with her head stuck between Conrad's strong and long legs. Seeing herself in such an awkward position, she immediately turned so red she might start dripping blood. She wasted no time before she wiggled downward like an eel and twisted her neck left and right before she finally pulled her head out. "I-I'm sorry, Mr. Heathcliff! I wasn't trying to do anything. I couldn't see anything just now. I really thought I was stuck…" She gave a deep bow and apologized incessantly. There was a saying that pregnancy wasn't good for a woman's brain and that it would take three years to recover. At this point, Angela couldn't help but wonder if she had become stupid even though she had just gotten pregnant. Conrad tugged at his collar. The woman's 'teasing' had made him feel a little warm. "What's this secret you want to tell me?" he asked. However, Angela didn't dare to say anything now. He has clearly misunderstood and thinks I'm sexually harassing him. What if he finds out his seed had been mistakenly planted in me? He would surely be furious… He might even strangle me! "I… I just wanted to say that everyone admires you even though you've just taken office." A sardonic smile appeared on Conrad's lips. He had heard this kind of flattery too many times. This was nothing new to him. "Don't get crafty. Focus more on your work." "Yes, sir! You are right! I shall remember your words for the rest of my life!" Angela huddled in the corner and stood facing the wall. At last, the elevator started working as usual. The moment the door opened, she scurried out like a startled mouse with her neck tucked in and disappeared into the corridor in a flash. Life was naturally made up of unexpected encounters, but she had encountered way too many surprises today! … As Conrad stepped into the office, he received a call from his subordinate. There was a theft of the Heathcliff Family's genes—the sperm he stored had been stolen. A dangerous glint appeared in his eyes at that instant, and he immediately hurried back to the Heathcliff Residence. Meanwhile, Wilhelmina was sharing the good news with Mrs. Heathcliff, otherwise known as Fiona Longbutton, whose eyes had narrowed into slits with delight. Two years ago, Fiona's son was attacked by an unknown venomous snake in the Arkaley jungle. Although he survived, the toxins affected the quality of his sperm. No one knew how many years it would take for him to make a complete recovery. Fortunately, he had stored his sperm before he left for the jungle. Fiona had been worried that she wouldn't have a grandchild, but now she could finally put her mind at ease. Conrad's expression turned cold and gloomy. "You actually did something like that behind my back. Don't you think you've gone overboard?" Fiona held Conrad's hand as she murmured, "I did all this for you. Your father has four sons, while I only have you. Even though you have taken over Heathcliff Corporation, your three brothers still have their eyes on you. They will only give up on the company when you have a legitimate heir." Fiona's other hand rested on Wilhelmina's belly. "The surgery was a success, and Wilhelmina is pregnant. Take her and get your marriage registered tomorrow. The pregnancy must be kept secret to protect the child from harm. We'll announce it closer to the due date." Despite the bashful expression Wilhelmina had, she was devising the evilest of plans. She had thought of a whole extended plan. Once Angela gave birth to the child, she would kill the woman and take the baby away. That way, no one would know that the child wasn't hers. Conrad only coldly glanced as he instructed his subordinate, "Take her upstairs for a pregnancy test." Wilhelmina was so frightened that she almost fell off the couch. Her lie would be exposed if she went to get it tested! "Conrad, the hospital examination can't go wrong. There's no need for another test." "I want to check it myself." Conrad's eyes gleamed with sharp, cold light as if he could see through her little secret with just one glance. Seeing that, she gradually turned pale. "My stomach suddenly feels a little painful. I want to go home and rest." She then stood up to escape, only for Conrad to grab her before he ordered his subordinate to take her upstairs forcefully. They got the results in no time—it was negative. Wilhelmina choked and burst into tears. "I'm sorry! The surgery failed. I only lied because I didn't want to worry Mrs. Heathcliff." She would never reveal the fact that it was some other woman who had gotten pregnant. Wilhelmina wouldn't know what to do if Conrad had married Angela instead. "My grandchild is gone?" The thought that her son's only healthy sperm was no more just like that filled Fiona with anger, and the old woman's vision soon went dark as she lost consciousness. Conrad quickly helped her into the room to rest and arranged for his subordinate to go and look into the case at the hospital. He knew very well how sly Wilhelmina could be. Because of that, he didn't believe a word from her lips. His subordinate soon found out the truth. "Mr. Conrad, the surgery didn't fail. It was a doctor's mistake that resulted in your semen being inseminated in another woman's body. She is now over one month pregnant." With that, he handed Conrad the woman's information. The moment Conrad saw the innocent face in the photo, he suddenly jerked. It's her! … Angela spent the entire afternoon in a daze. Mr. Heathcliff will definitely find out the truth, right? Is he thinking of a way to handle me and the child? There was no overtime today. As she was about to enter the subway station after leaving the company, a bald man approached her and held a knife against her back. "You'd better be good and quietly follow me, or I'll kill you right this instant." Chapter 3 Having an Abortion Angela's nerves suddenly tightened. Is this a robbery? How blind can they be? She was dressed in cheap clothes, and each piece cost no more than eight. How could she possibly look like a rich person? "Sir, I'm poor. I don't have a single penny in my bank account, and I have a 300 debt. Please, have mercy on me." "Quit the nonsense." The bald man had a fierce and menacing look on his face as he forced her to move forward where a black Honda was parked not far away. Just as he opened the car door and was about to push her inside, a sharp knife was held against his throat. "Do you want to try who dies first?" The bald man shivered, and before he could react, someone grabbed his hand, which was holding the knife. The person exerted force and caused him to scream in pain like a pig being slaughtered. Angela was too scared to move as she stood there like a piece of merchandise. She was handed over to the man in black and then sent into a silver Rolls-Royce. A man was sitting in the car. He had a slender and tall figure as well as a handsome face—it was none other than Conrad Heathcliff. "M-Mr. Heathcliff!" Her nerves tightened even more. Conrad was hardly any safer than the robber and his expression was currently as cold as ice. Just then, his gaze coldly swept over her still-flat abdomen. "I heard you're pregnant with my child?" He got straight to the point and caught Angela off guard. "It… It was a medical accident. I'm also a victim." She curled up in the corner and lowered her gaze since she was afraid to meet his eyes. His gaze was too intimidating as if he could shatter her. Conrad looked at her timid appearance with a hint of mockery. Where did her audacity to 'seduce' him in the elevator go? "I've already made an appointment with a doctor to perform an abortion for you tomorrow." What? Angela trembled fiercely. Does he want to abort the baby? Isn't his future wife planning to have me bring it to term? Haven't they reached an agreement? "Since the child is yours, I will follow your arrangements." Angela didn't say much. Since Conrad had already made a decision, there was no need for her to struggle anymore. It was actually for the best. At that, the man squinted his eyes slightly, and a hint of deep thought flashed in his gaze. "Do you have any requests?" He had sent someone to inquire at the MG Group design department and learned that this woman was greedy for money, and money meant everything to her. Now was a perfect opportunity for her to make outrageous demands, and he believed she wouldn't miss it. Angela pursed her lips. How could she dare to make demands of Conrad? Besides, he was also a victim. Even if she wanted compensation, she should go to the hospital. "You won't fire me because of this, right?" Conrad was taken aback for a moment. "I've always been scrupulous in separating public from private interests." "That's good, then. As long as I can keep my job, I have no other requests." Angela stuck out her tongue. She had gone through numerous trials and obstacles before finally entering the MG Group. This job was as important as her life. He was somewhat surprised. It was completely different from what he had imagined. Can it be that she has turned over a new leaf or that she's trying to bait me with a long-term plan? After thinking about how she intentionally or unintentionally seduced him in the elevator, he felt that the latter possibility was more likely. It seemed she was a scheming person. The car drove into a villa in the suburbs. "You'll stay here tonight. I'll take you to the hospital tomorrow morning." "Oh." Angela obediently followed the servant upstairs. She guessed that Conrad was worried she might run away, so he 'detained' her here. Does he think I'm that foolish? Conrad sat down on the cab and took a sip of coffee. Just then, Kevin Daseth, Conrad's subordinate, walked in. "Mr. Heathcliff, the person who abducted Miss Banner has confessed. He was acting under Miss Prescott's instructions. I've brought Miss Prescott here." Conrad had already expected this. As soon as Wilhelmina entered, she burst into tears while showcasing her acting skills worthy of an Oscar-winning actress. Originally, she wanted to take the initiative and get rid of Angela before Conrad discovered the truth. However, Angela had unexpectedly beaten her to it. "Conrad, I didn't intentionally deceive you. I was afraid that woman would use the child to blackmail you, so I wanted to control her first and then tell you the truth." He stirred his coffee while enunciating slowly, "You don't need to worry. I will take her to have an abortion tomorrow." Wilhelmina trembled fiercely. "You want to abort the child?" "What else?" He raised an eyebrow, and his expression was cold. She couldn't believe it. She was afraid that he was deceiving her. "That may be your only healthy child." Conrad's gaze turned sharp as he exuded a chilling aura. "I'd rather have nothing than settle for something subpar. Not every woman is qualified to bear my child." He raised his eyes slightly, and a cold gleam flashed across his face. It was as sharp as a blade. Wilhelmina shivered upon seeing that. "That's fine, then. It's better to prevent that woman from entangling you using the child." For her, this situation was naturally favorable. Otherwise, she would have to find a way to eliminate that woman. While they were talking, Angela was eavesdropping from the stairwell. In the eyes of Conrad, a low-level employee like her didn't even count as a speck of dust. How could he allow her to bear his child? She knew her place. Since it was a mistake, it should be corrected. Early the next morning, she was taken to the hospital in a car. Angela had been calm originally, but when she arrived at the operating chair and saw the sharp surgical knife beside her, she started to feel nervous. The doctor picked up the surgical knife. "Are you ready?" Her heart suddenly skipped a beat. Chapter 4 Conrad's Forced Marriage "I'm… I'm ready." Angela swallowed hard and turned to look at Conrad, who was sitting beside her. He had also entered the operating room, seemingly worried that she would back out, and wanted to supervise the procedure to ensure it was completed. "Mr. Heathcliff, could you please leave first? Don't worry. I will definitely go through with the surgery." After all, she was still unmarried, and she wanted some privacy. He completely ignored her request, and his expression was as cold as ice. "Perform the examination." What examination? Angela was confused, but before she knew it, the doctor had placed the ultrasound probe on her abdomen. "There are two gestational sacs. You're having twins! They're about one and a half months old, and the fetal heartbeats are normal." What? I'm pregnant with twins?! Angela's heart tightened, and she instinctively closed her eyes as she was unable to bear looking at the ultrasound machine. It was still a bit heart-wrenching to think that two little lives would be lost later. However, Conrad kept staring at the screen while a faint glimmer passed through his eyes. "The surgery is over. Change your clothes and come with me." What? Angela froze. She opened her eyes wide and looked at him as if she was afraid that she had misheard. "The surgery… hasn't started." Conrad glanced at his watch without explaining anything. "You have five minutes. Don't dawdle." Angela was utterly bewildered. Has he changed his mind because we're having twins? Once she got inside the car, Angela felt anxious. She curled up by the window while occasionally stealing glances at the man beside her. His handsome face showed no expression. It was as if he was wearing an icy mask. His heart is as unfathomable as the depths of the sea! The driver in the front seat turned around to report to Conrad, "Miss Prescott has been kept busy outside the gynecology department by our people." Conrad nodded slightly. "Drive." How could he actually go through with the abortion? It was just a smoke screen. Meanwhile, Angela had no idea about his intentions and felt restless. "Where are we going?" Conrad took out a stack of documents from his briefcase and handed them to her. "Sign it." What's this? She took a glance, and her jaw nearly dropped in shock. It was a prenuptial agreement! What does this mean? She quickly skimmed through it. The general idea was that Conrad wanted to marry her, and after the children were born, she could divorce and receive 15 million in compensation. Fifteen million was enough for her and her family to live a comfortable life for generations. Conrad was truly worthy of his name. He was so extravagant! However… "I can give birth to the children, but can we not get married?" In the future, the marriage certificate would have 'remarriage' written on it when she got married again, which felt awkward no matter how she looked at it. Conrad didn't want to marry her either, but in the Heathcliff Family, the legitimate son held a significant position. The reason he was able to surpass his three older brothers and inherit the family business was not only because of his extraordinary talent but also because he was the legitimate son. Therefore, his child had to have a legitimate status. "Is the money not enough?" "No!" Angela quickly shook her head. She couldn't earn 15 million even in three lifetimes. How could she dare to find it insufficient? "Don't you have a fiancée? If she finds out that you're marrying someone else, she will be heartbroken, even if it's a fake marriage." Even if it was a fake marriage, no woman would want her fiancé to marry someone else. A cold and sinister smile appeared on Conrad's lips. The marriage had been arranged by Tim Heathcliff while he was still alive, but Conrad had no intention of marrying Wilhelmina. "That's none of your concern." His overwhelming presence exuded a strong sense of oppression which made Angela feel suffocated, and her voice became quieter. "But… I don't want to get married." Is this an attempt to gain something by refusing? Conrad frowned, and a chilling aura slowly emanated from his body as if he could freeze the woman in front of him into an iceberg. "Don't play games with me. Sign it, or else not only will you not get a single cent, but you can also forget about staying in Drumston in the future." Each word carried a serious threat which caused Angela to shudder. Chapter 5 Hidden Marriage, Hidden Pregnancy Angela was a weak, pitiful, and helpless woman. How could she confront the mighty Conrad Heathcliff? If she offended him, she would be fired and end up on the streets. However, she was stubborn deep down and didn't fear authority, which made her want to stick to her own beliefs. "Mr. Heathcliff…" She was about to resist fearlessly when her phone rang. It was her mother calling. "Angie, Jake's condition suddenly worsened, and he has been admitted to the ICU. Quickly transfer me 7500 first. We're still unsure of how much more we will need. Find a way to gather as much as possible." Angela's heart sank. In an instant, all her stubbornness and her insistence shattered as if the glass was hit by a bullet and turned into powder. She didn't even have 75, not to mention 7500. Besides selling herself, what else could she do? She bit her lip forcefully, and her voice came out like a mosquito's buzz. "Mr. Heathcliff, I can agree to your request, but… can you lend me 7500 first? I will repay you in monthly installments." There was a tinge of contempt and disgust in Conrad's eyes. So, she wants to ask for more money in advance, huh? She is truly a greedy and scheming woman. He took out a credit card and threw it to her. "This card has a monthly limit of 30,000. Consider it your living expenses." Angela tightly gripped the card. It was light, but it felt as heavy as a thousand pounds in her hand. She had never wanted any living expenses. This money was borrowed, and she would repay it. However, she didn't say anything. She just silently lowered her head. The car arrived at the city hall, and the marriage registration took only a few minutes. Conrad arranged an apartment for Angela, with Lana Poller taking care of her daily life and keeping an eye on her every move. "Remember, the child is gone. Don't give away any hints." "What should I do when my stomach starts to show?" "I will take care of that." "Oh." She nodded obediently and didn't ask any further. Although Angela didn't understand his intentions, he was the boss, her provider, and she could only obey without daring to defy. Conrad's cold gaze swept across her cheek. "Do not disclose a single word about the marriage. It is temporary, and you are not my wife." "I know." Angela shrugged. She didn't see him as a husband either. She compromised solely to save her brother. If it weren't for her brother's worsening condition and the urgent need for money, she would never have given in, even if she was threatened or tempted. Conrad left after giving some instructions to Lana. After the weekend, Angela went to the company. The design department director, Kelly Donoham, handed her the design proposals for the new quarter. "Take these and deliver them to Mr. Heathcliff." What? Am I supposed to deliver them? Angela had a thousand objections in her heart. She and Conrad were currently in a hidden marriage with a hidden pregnancy. It meant that they shouldn't meet and maintain their original lives. She didn't want to get into trouble. "I'm just an assistant designer. It's not quite appropriate for me to deliver them, right?" "What's inappropriate about it? Weren't you the one who designed it? Hurry up and go. Don't dawdle. We have a meeting later." Kelly smiled with a hint of malice. Truth was, she did it on purpose. The incident in the elevator had spread throughout the entire company. Kelly wanted to see if Angela would provoke Conrad and get herself fired or if she would impress him and take a shortcut. Angela could only helplessly steel herself and go to the president's office. "Mr. Heathcliff, these are the design proposals for the new quarter from the design department. Please review them." Conrad raised his head and gave her a fleeting glance that was as cold as ever. "Put them aside." Angela hummed in agreement, knowing that he didn't want to see her. She placed the documents on the table and turned to leave. However, a sudden dizziness struck her as she reached the door. 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