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Billionaire's Ex Wife Returns With A Baby

After a painful divorce, a woman vanishes with a secret: she is carrying her billionaire husband's child. Years later, she returns to the city as a successful professional, determined to keep her past buried and raise her child alone. However, a chance encounter brings her face-to-face with her powerful ex-husband. As secrets unravel and old sparks ignite, the billionaire discovers the truth about his heir, sparking a fierce battle for love.
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Chapter 3

Alicia stood frozen, she couldn't believe her ears, it's like she didn't hear her clearly.

"W...what? A divorce?" She asked, to be sure she heard correctly. "You can't be serious about this Mrs. Bridget. Tell me you're joking, please tell me you don't mean this." She pleaded, tears rolling down her cheeks.

"Oh I am serious about this, Alicia. My son is done with this marriage, and we're done having a disgrace like you for a daughter in law. We're tired of everything, so just do us all a favor, and sign those papers!" Mrs. Bridget ordered.

"You can't do this to me! Not after everything I and Adams have been through together. Are you simply going to throw all that away? Are you going to forget everything just like that? All because you believe I'm barren" She cried. "I can take all your silent treatments towards me, I can even take the cold shoulders you give me, but this? A divorce? No Ma'am, I can't take this so please don't do this to me. I know Adams doesn't want this. I know you're the one forcing this on him. Where's Adams? Where's my husband!?'' Alicia screamed in tears. She even tried going close to Mrs. Bridget, but she roughly pushed her away, and if she hadn't maintained her balance, she would have fallen.

"Don't you dare touch me with those filthy hands of yours!" She snapped, her voice boomed with so much rage and hate. "You think we put him up to this? What do you take us for?" Mrs. Bridget scoffed in disgust.

"No one is putting him up to anything, this is the right thing to do, he can't continue having a useless woman like you for a wife. You're of no use to him Alicia, and that's the reason he's ending this stupid marriage of yours. I really shouldn't have allowed him marry you in the first place! If I had known that you were barren, then I wouldn't have allowed my son to marry you.''

"Mrs. Bridget!" Alicia screamed in tears. "You have no idea what you're saying, I'm not barren, so please stop saying that. I'm actually car—"

"Enough!" She rudely cut her off. "Nothing you say will change our mind, Adams has made the decision to get rid of you and that's it!" She snapped.

"You have no idea how much we despise you, Alicia. My son sincerely want nothing to do with you anymore, you're nothing but a gold digger and you're only depending on his wealth. I was right when I called you bad luck because you're truly surrounded by nothing but negative energy and that's why you can't even make a single progress in your own career!''

"Your damn career went downhill and it's all because of you and your bad luck, now you're trying to transfer your bad energy to my son, but before you even dream of making him loose everything, we're going to get rid of you first, it's your bad luck that has caused you to be barren and a barren woman is of no use to us."

"You're nothing but a failure, Alicia! And you've failed in every areas of your life, as a wife and even as an author! You're a failure, Alicia. You hear me, a failure!"

This was the limit to everything Alicia can take, these words got her pissed and for the very first time, she stood up for herself.

"Enough!" She yelled, surprising Mrs. Bridget and her husband. All traces of pain gone, only to now be replaced by a burning feeling of rage.

"That's enough Mrs. Bridget!" She stated firmly. "I've been enduring everything for so long now, even the insults you throw at me, but this is the limit to all I can take!" She yelled.

"I won't let you insult my career and call me a failure, no Ma'am! You have no right at all to call me that. You think I've failed in my career but you're wrong, and if you think I'm with your son for his wealth, then you're wrong too, and I'm going to prove it to you, to all of you." She said with gritted teeth.

"I'm going to show you all that I can be successful without any of you in my life. I don't need your son's wealth, you hear me! I don't need a wicked and heartless man like your son and you all don't even deserve anything good in your lives! I hate you all so much. I hate you all with every fiber of my being and if it's a stupid divorce Adams want then I'm going to give it to him."

"Let's end this charade and go our separate ways. I'm going to sign the damn papers so you can all live your lives in peace!" She yelled in tears, breathing heavily.

Her eyes were getting red, and her face puffy, even her tears has soaked her shirt, despite the heater in the room, she still felt so cold, so cold and broken.

"Good, the sooner you sign it the better." Mrs. Bridget replied, and with that they left, not sparing her a single glance.

When they were gone, Alicia staggered towards the couch and collapsed on it, she took sometime to reflect on a lot of things and her life as well.

Mrs. Bridget hurtful words kept on ringing in her ears, filling her with even more pain and anger, she's never been this hurt or broken before. The marriage she's been trying her best to keep together has finally came crashing before her very own eyes, the thing she feared the most has finally happened and there was nothing she could do about it.

Adams doesn't deserve her, a vile and evil man like him doesn't even deserve happiness or be told that he's going to become a father. His and his parents actions today gave her every reason not to tell him about her pregnancy. She's not going to tell him about this, her baby deserves better, her baby deserves a good father and Adams was far from being one.

He doesn't even have the guts to face her and say whatever it is he wants to say to her, rather he sent his parents to do his dirty work for him.

"Shame on you, Adams. Shame on you!" She cried out. "How could you do this me? How could you end it all this way? Do I really mean nothing to you? How could you do this to me?" She wept bitterly.

In anger, she stood up and went to pick up the divorce papers from the floor, as well as the pregnancy results which had also fallen from her hand. She ran upstairs to her room and searched for a pen which she was lucky to find.

She stared at the divorce papers in her hand, feeling so reluctant to sign them, but everything she's been forced to go through in the hands of Adams and his parents, including all the insults she's been receiving came flooding in her head and that gave her the courage she needs to sign those papers.

Without a second thought she signed the divorce papers and that was when it became clear to her that everything was finally over.

Her marriage with Adams has finally come to an end.

It's all over.

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