2. Gold Digger Ex-Wife

Chapter Two

Rain poured heavily outside the grand Kingston estate, the dark skies echoing the chaos inside. Sofia’s trembling fingers clutched the hem of her soaked dress as she stood in front of Aaron Kingston—the man she had once loved so deeply. But tonight, his icy glare held nothing but disgust.

“You’re nothing but a liar and a gold digger!” His voice sliced through the air like a blade, each word sharper than the last.

Sofia flinched, her heart hammering against her chest. The man she had nursed, comforted, and sacrificed everything for was now treating her like a stranger. No—like an enemy.

“Aaron, please,” she whispered, voice cracking. “You know me. You know I would never—”

“Stop!” he roared, shattering her words. His once-blind eyes, now piercing and filled with anger, bore into her as if searching for a lie.

“Chloe told me everything. You lied about being pregnant for my money! Pretending to care while waiting for me to regain my sight and wealth? How low can you sink, Sofia?”

Sofia felt the floor shift beneath her feet. Chloe. Of course. The perfect sister, the one who had abandoned Aaron when he went blind. The same sister who had returned just weeks after his eye surgery—when he became a billionaire CEO overnight. And somehow, she had twisted everything.

“Aaron, I am pregnant. I would never lie about something like that. You know how much I—”

“Enough!” His voice dropped to a deadly whisper, venom dripping from every syllable. “You disgust me. Pack your things. I don’t ever want to see you again.”

Her breath caught. “You’re throwing me out? After everything—after us? What about our vows, Aaron? For better or worse—”

He took a menacing step forward, towering over her. “That was before I knew the truth. You trapped me. Manipulated me when I was vulnerable. There was never an us—only your greed.”

Sofia’s chest caved, and her trembling hand rested on her lower belly. She felt the faint flutter of life inside her. Their baby. His baby. But no matter how hard she tried, he wouldn’t listen.

“Chloe is lying to you,” she said, her voice steadier now. “She wasn’t here when you were blind. I was. I took care of you. She left you!”

Aaron’s jaw clenched, his face hardening like stone. “You’re the liar here. Leave, Sofia. Before I have you dragged out.”

The final blow struck deep.

Sofia’s heart shattered, tears blurring her vision. This wasn’t the man she had married. The man she had stayed awake for, reading to him at night when he couldn’t see the words. The man she had fought for.

But he was gone. And so was her place in this house.

Turning on trembling legs, Sofia walked toward the grand double doors. Every step felt heavier, the ache in her chest unbearable. When she reached the entrance, she paused, looking back one last time.

Aaron had already turned away, as if she were invisible.

And that was when she made a silent vow.

You will regret this, Aaron Kingston. One day, you will beg for what you just threw away.

But for now, she was leaving with nothing—except the two fragile lives growing inside her.

The rain hadn’t stopped. It soaked through Sofia’s thin dress as she stumbled down the mansion’s stone steps, her vision blurred by both the downpour and the tears she refused to let fall. Each breath came sharp, painful, as if her chest was caving in under the weight of heartbreak.

He didn’t believe me.

Aaron, the man she had loved more than life itself, had cast her aside like she was nothing. His cruel words echoed in her mind—liar, gold digger, manipulator.

The ache in her chest twisted deeper, but it wasn’t just her heart breaking. A sharp pain jolted through her abdomen, making her gasp and clutch her belly.

No.

Not now.

My babies.

Her trembling hands pressed protectively against the life growing inside her as she stumbled onto the sidewalk. She couldn’t break. Not when two innocent hearts depended on her strength.

A blinding set of headlights appeared in the distance, and Sofia shielded her eyes as a car slowed beside her. The driver’s door opened, and a tall figure rushed toward her.

“Sofia? My God, what happened to you?”

It was Daniel, his face paled as he took in her soaked state, his gaze dropping to her stomach as she winced again.

“He threw me out,” she whispered, her voice barely audible over the pounding rain that kept mixing up with her blood that suddenly started bleeding again.

Daniel’s face twisted in anger. “He what? Get in the car. Now.”

“No… I can’t… I need to—”

“You’re not going anywhere like this.” He gently guided her into the passenger seat, his protective nature taking over.

“You’re freezing. And you’re pregnant, Sofia. Let me help you.”

The heat from the car barely touched her shivering body. Pain twisted deeper inside her, the ache unbearable now. She gritted her teeth, holding back a cry as Daniel sped through the rain-soaked streets.

“We’re going to the hospital,” Daniel said firmly, his knuckles white on the steering wheel. “You’re not okay.”

Tears finally slipped free, hot against her frozen cheeks.

“He didn’t even listen, Daniel. He just… believed her. Chloe made me the villain, and he—he hates me.”

Daniel’s jaw tightened. “Aaron’s a fool. He’ll realize the truth. But right now, focus on staying calm. For the babies, okay?”

But Sofia wasn’t calm. The pain was spreading, unbearable now. A new wave of cramps seized her, and a strangled sob escaped her lips.

“Daniel… something’s wrong.”

The hospital lights were harsh, blinding, as Sofia lay on the cold examination table. The sterile scent made her stomach twist.

Nurses moved quickly around her, hushed whispers filling the room while Daniel stood outside, pacing like a caged animal.

Her body trembled violently as she clutched her belly. The pain had dulled, but the emptiness… the fear…

A doctor entered, his face carefully neutral, but Sofia felt the shift in the air.

“Sofia Kingston?”

She nodded weakly, voice shaking. “Please… tell me they’re okay.”

The doctor knelt beside her, his face somber. “We did everything we could. Your body experienced severe stress… I’m so sorry. You lost one of the babies, a boy.”

Her world collapsed.

A sharp, broken sob tore from her throat. She didn’t even hear the rest of his words. Something about her body protecting the other two, but none of it mattered.

Her baby was gone.

She was only vaguely aware of Daniel rushing in, his face contorted with grief when he saw her expression. He knelt beside her, holding her hand tightly as she broke apart.

“I lost him, Daniel,” she choked. “I lost my son.”

His grip tightened.

“I’m so sorry, Sofia. I’m so—”

But sorry wasn’t enough.

Aaron had abandoned her. Chloe had stolen her life. And now… now she had lost a part of herself forever.

Grief turned to something darker—stronger.

Anger.

Pain.

A promise formed in her heart as she cradled her belly, feeling the faint movement of her surviving babies.

They will never suffer like I have.

One day, Aaron Kingston and Chloe will pay for every tear I’ve shed.