Semua Bab His Regret: Barren Ex-Wife Has A Baby: Bab 1 - Bab 10

Alexandra's POV. I took the last step into the room, letting out a deep sigh as my shoulders slumped. Exhaustion clung to me like a second skin, but it wasn’t just from the long day—it was from everything, from the weight of emotions I had been carrying for months. “He isn’t here,” I muttered under my breath, the lump in my throat growing thicker. Reaching into my pocket, I pulled out my phone and dialed my cousin, Theresa’s number. The call barely had a chance to ring before she picked up. “Home already?” Theresa’s voice was soft, and casual, as if she wasn’t expecting anything unusual. I nodded instinctively, even though she couldn’t see me. “Yes, I’m home, but he isn’t here. Asher didn’t come home again,” I whispered, my voice breaking. Tears welled up, blurring my vision, and no matter how hard I tried to blink them away, they refused to retreat. “Calm down, Sandra,” Theresa said gently, but her words didn’t help. I sniffled, trying to keep my emotions in check, but

Alexandra’s POV. "No… No! This can’t be happening!" My mind screamed as I squeezed my eyes shut, praying that when I opened them, everything would disappear like a bad dream. I would wake up to find Asher smiling at me, maybe even Theresa beside me, the way things used to be. But when I opened my eyes, reality slammed into me like a brutal wave. Asher wasn’t looking at me. He wasn’t worried about me. Instead, he was holding Theresa in his arms, his hands gently caressing her stomach. I had blacked out for what felt like an eternity, yet it didn’t matter to him. His concern wasn’t for me—it was for his mistress and the baby she was carrying. "Barren." The word echoed over and over in my head like a curse I couldn’t escape from. I tried to shake it off, but the pain wouldn’t leave. He saw me as barren. That was how he defined me. Not as his wife. Not as the woman who had loved him for years, who had given him everything I had. Just… a barren woman. I never knew Asher was this

Alexandra's POV. It was disheartening. No—shocking. My dad would never call me a disgrace. Not unless he truly believed I had done something terrible. But I hadn’t. Not in any way. Hearing those words from him now shattered my heart into a thousand tiny pieces, like broken glass that could never be put back together. “Dad, what is wrong?” I asked, my voice trembling between quiet sobs. “Why is everyone doing this to me?” My whisper barely escaped my lips, more to myself than anyone else. “Oh? You don’t know?” My father’s voice was laced with cold disappointment as he paused, waiting for me to meet his gaze. I hesitated before lifting my head, searching his face for an explanation. What didn’t I know? Why was he looking at me like this, like I was nothing to him? I am his daughter, his only daughter. His beloved daughter… or at least, I used to be. Maybe that changed the moment he found out I had given everything I owned to Asher. The moment he realized I had gone against his w

Alexandra's POV.Theresa's steps came to an abrupt halt when I announced my pregnancy. As she turned in my direction, her face was stricken with shock, and I could see the fear that clouded her being. "Y–You are P–Pregnant?" she stammered, quickly dashing back to stand beside Asher, linking her hands with his possessively."Yes," I confirmed, maintaining eye contact with her before my eyes made their way to Asher's face."You mean you are pregnant, Alexandria?" Asher asked when he finally found his voice.My eyes narrowed as I eyed him, almost cussing at him for repeating Theresa's question like I had come to spill lies to everyone."For who?" was the next question that came out of Asher’s lips, taking me by surprise. I gasped, feeling a surge of emotions. "What do you mean by that question, Asher? Who else should I be pregnant? Weren't we married?" I asked, making sure I held his gaze to see if he truly meant his question but the look on his face confirmed my suspicion, he was more

Alexandra's POVIt took a while before my brain registered my father's words. Suitor? No way, father must be joking.If anything he should know that being in a relationship at this point in time was not the best thing for his daughter. I was yet to heal from what Asher and Theresa did but here is he, talking about a meeting with my suitor. What made me even more livid was the fact that he didn't inform me about this in the first place. If only he did, I wouldn't have accepted and this wouldn't be happening. “Father, are you being serious right now?" I raised my brow at him, my heart in my throat as I began to fidget in fright. “Does it look like I'm telling a joke?" He retorted, my heart falling into my stomach with a plop. “No, please. Don't do this to me." I yelled, two large tears rolling down my cheeks. “Why do you want me to get married so quickly?" I questioned, wiping the corner of my eyes so I wouldn't act pitiful before him. “I just got out of a marriage… it would