Mr Billionaires Secret Baby

Betrayed
I blinked several times refusing to believe the scene unfolding before my own eyes. Was I seeing things? Had my mind been playing tricks on me? My doubts faded seeing as the longer I stared at the horror in front of me, the more of a reality it had become.

The excitement that I felt rushing over to the highest floor of this building began to dissipate. The papers I held in my hand slowly began to drop in defeat at my side.

“Congratulations! You’re pregnant.” The doctor’s congratulations gradually disappeared only to be replaced by the sound of my crashing, aching heart pounded deafeningly within my ears. My blood, sizzling with anger yet rancid with pain, coursed through my veins as my vision began to cloud up with unshed tears at what had been witnessing.

The scantily dressed red head that I had known all too well had been closely pressed against the chest of my husband of six months as he held her in his embrace. I watched in mortification as he stared down at her in yearning and glee at her return. His ex that jilted him at the alter!

The glass of his office door spared no concealment of their actions allowing me to view in full strife.

I should have know that this would happen. That Dante Crawford could love none but himself and his runaway ex- bride.

Blinking away the burning tears from my eyes, I took in a breath despite it being difficult to overlook the compressed feeling in my chest. I pushed open the door determined to break this little scene apart. My one hand clutched my newly found information at my side while the other cleared the way for me to enter.

The nerve of both of them. Neither one of them appeared to be remotely ashamed especially my dear husband but why should he? This was all a contract to him anyways. The clauses of which he could easily violate.

“What on earth is going on in here?” I managed to illicit the right amount of rancor and anger without letting my hurt sl*p through the cracks.

time.” Dante spoke as casually as he could and not like I actually deserved a genuine explanation of what the hell was going

him urging him to speak further in hopes that I

those words were a figment of

I asked, dumbfounded and caught entirely off guard. My gaze darted at the minimal space between

father that push him

embrace but just enough so that she could place a supporting hand on his blazer clad bicep

to forgive her.” Dante explained as the woman beside him

tore my eyes away from her and looked to him. “But we are married.” I reminded him to which

in disbelief. This cold demeanour was not like him but obviously he would believe that I had something to do with

hand. “I have something to tell you but-“ my eyes

front of Pheobe.” He responded abruptly and for a fraction of a seconds I couldn’t believe that this was

who I married to save from being torn apart in a scandal. It was not like

to tell him had been dead. I was never

probably want nothing to do with this child considering

impatiently as she carassed Dante’s arm.

second thought, I change