Divorcing him: Mr billionaire doesn't want our baby

Clause 7 : on no account should children be brought into this contract, the result of which would have dire consequences.

Guess what Vivian Cross did?

Vivian Cross was once at the top of the society's scale until unfortunate events took place and she lost all that she had except one.

Desperate and in need of help, she lunges herself into an unexpected contractual loveless marriage with a man she once had the hots for but does true love really die?

And when things go awry and she is forced to pick between a life of luxury and a forbidden baby, what does she do when she realizes that the man she thought was just distant actually doesn't want her and to prove it, brings his first love back into the picture knowing fully well that it would hurt her beyond reasoning.

This game of cat and mouse, will it go on forever or will Nate Stuart finally realize that he had all that mattered in his home?

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“Congratulations, Mrs. Stuart. You’re ten weeks pregnant,” the doctor announced, flashing me a genuine grin that reached her crinkling eyes.

Her words hit me like a bomb, a cold sweat broke out on my forehead.

Pregnant? How? This can’t be!

“I’m…carrying a child?” I stammered, the words heavy on my tongue. My heartbeat pounded so loudly I could hear it in my ears.

“In fact, the baby is in perfect condition,” The doctor confirmed, each syllable stretching out as if in slow motion. “Your husband must be proud.”

She closed the file with a satisfied nod, but her words blurred together.

Blood drained from my face, my hands turning cold as ice. The room spun slightly, and I gripped the edge of the examination table to steady myself.

All other sounds in the room faded into the background as one name rang out in my mind: Nate.

The smell of latex gloves and astringent hand sanitizer wafted through the air, making my stomach churn. Memories flashed back to the one night he came home drunk. Had I missed one or two pills? Even in his drunken state, I was certain he'd used protection…

How could I be so careless?

The door burst open, jolting me back to reality. Tracy rushed in, her worried gaze darting between me and the doctor.

“I came as soon as I could. What happened? Doc, is she alright?” Tracy’s voice was frantic as she hurried to my side, grabbing my hand for support. She looked back and forth, seeking answers, but the lump in my throat robbed me of my voice.

“She had a fainting spell, but it's normal during early pregnancy. She and the baby are fine,” the doctor said patiently, earning a gasp from Tracy, whose eyes widened as she surveyed me.

“Oh my God! Vivi? You’re pregnant! I-I’m so happy for you!” Tracy gave a broken laugh, her face lighting up with excitement. But her joy only made me feel worse.

She had