Semua Bab Pregnant and Divorced: My Ex Husband Wants Me Back : Bab 21 - Bab 30

EMILY’S POVI sit up in bed, adjusting the thin blanket over my lap as Alexander walks in, carrying a tray of food. His presence fills the space effortlessly. His look alone is commanding, dark, and masculine in a way that makes my breath hitch.“I figured you’d be starving,” he says, setting the tray down on the table beside me. “Hospital food is terrible, but this should be better.”I glance at the takeout container and feel my stomach growl. “You didn’t have to do this.”“I wanted to.” His voice is low but there’s an intensity in his eyes that makes it clear he means it.As I take a bite, he leans back in the chair beside my bed, watching me.“Did I ever tell you about the time I got stranded in the mountains for three days?” he asks suddenly.I blink, surprised. “No, you didn’t. we just met, remember?”He smirks, “I know. I’m trying to lighten up the place”I chuckle “I’m listening”“It was a business trip gone wrong. One wrong turn, a busted tire, and suddenly I was miles away fr

HELEN’S POV (CARLOS’ MOTHER)I am furious. The kind of fury that boils my blood and makes my hands tremble with the need to lash out, to scream, to demand answers that I know will only disappoint me.Carlos—my son—has the audacity to even consider leaving Emily for Lina. Emily, who has stood by him, who has given him everything. And yet, he chooses another woman. Just like his father did.My jaw tightens as I remember my past. This situation drags me backward to a time I have tried so hard to forget. A time when I was young, naïve, and in love with a man who had no regard for the vows he made.*flashback*Henry had been charming, handsome, the kind of man who turned heads in any room. I had fallen for him the way all foolish young women do—completely, blindly, and with my entire heart. Our wedding had been grand. It was a dream come true.I remember the first time I suspected something was wrong. Henry had started coming home late. If I asked where he was, he would tell me he was at b

EMILY’S POVAs soon as Helen tells me Carlos had an accident, I can’t help but worry about him. I’m not strong enough yet I don’t care about that. All I care about is him.I have to go see him.“I want to see Carlos” I say.Helen’s expression darkens the moment I tell her I want to visit Carlos.“You can’t be serious, Emily,” she says “You’re still recovering, and after everything he’s done—”“I have to see him,” I cut in “I need to see with my own eyes that he’s alright.”Lady Helen sighs “This is madness. He doesn’t deserve your concern. Not after—”“I don’t care,” I say, gripping the edge of my seat. “I just need to go. Please, ma’amLady Helen looks at me for a long moment before sighing in resignation. “Fine. But if he upsets you, we leave immediately.”I nod. “Agreed.”-When we arrive at the hospital, my heart pounds so hard that I feel faint. Lady Helen steadies me with a firm hand on my arm, but it isn’t her touch that makes my breath hitch—it’s the sight before us.Through t

EMILY’S POVI take a deep breath, forcing myself to stay calm.Lina stands before me, arms crossed with that infuriatingly smug smile plastered across her face. She knows she’s won—or at least, she thinks she has. I can feel the satisfaction radiating off her, as if she’s relishing every second of this moment.I don’t want to argue with her.I don’t want to give her the satisfaction of seeing how much this is breaking me.Instead, I turn to Carlos. I keep my voice steady, even though my heart is unraveling. “Fine. I’ll agree to your request.”Carlos exhales. His shoulders visibly relax “Thank you, Emily.”“But—” I add sharply, looking at Lina “She has to move out by tomorrow.”The smile slips from Lina’s face, but only for a moment. She quickly regains her composure, letting out a soft chuckle as if my demand is amusing to her. I don’t care.Carlos nods “I promise, Emily. She’ll be gone by tomorrow.”That should be enough to ease my pain, to give me some small sense of victory. But it

EMILY’S POVThe morning sun comes in through the windows, making the dining room look even more beautiful. I used to love the sight of this…until now. I sit stiffly at the dining table, wrapping my fingers around the delicate porcelain cup in front of me, though I have no intention of drinking from it.Across from me, Carlos and Lina sit close together. Their heads are inclined toward each other as they whisper. Lina giggles and whispers to him. Her voice is as sweet like poisoned honey. Her fingers trace idle circles on Carlos’s forearm. He doesn’t pull away. Instead, he turns to her with a soft smile, murmuring something under his breath that makes her laugh again.I can’t help but feel that hollow ache in my chest, but I push it down. I won’t give them the satisfaction of knowing how much this hurts.How could my life have come to this? Sharing a breakfast table with my husband and his mistress, enduring their romantic gestures towards each other.You know how I feel? I feel like I’