“W-what…what are you saying, Caesar,” Grace was in disbelief as tears lingered in her eyes. “Let's divorce Grace, she's back?” Caesar muttered coldly, shattering Grace's heart. Her grip on the envelope containing the divorce papers tightened. 

“This can't be… I'm your wife, and I'm…” she attempted to tell him the good news of her pregnancy.  “The love of my life is back…you were just a substitute,” his words echoed in Grace's ears. She was simply a substitute and nothing else. Five years later, Grace made an entrance in Caesar's life.  

“You can't run away from me… I know you still love me…”
 “I don't love you anymore, Caesar, now let go!” Grace tried to flee Caesar's stronghold, but unfortunately, he shoved her against the wall gently. “Let me go…you're hurting…”
 “What are you doing to my mommy,” a small melodious voice of a little girl got Caesar's attention, he turned around only to find a little girl standing behind him with a stern expression.  “Mommy?” Why was the little girl referring to Grace as mom? ~~~~ 

Grace always thought she had a perfect husband and happy marriage until her world shattered when Caesar's past walked through the door, disrupting their seemingly perfect marriage. 
A girlfriend, the love of his life, appeared out of nowhere, demanding her place in Caesar's heart. Instantly, their once-unbreakable bond crumbled, leaving Grace utterly devastated. 
Confusion and heartache enveloped her as Caesar made the painful request for a divorce, even when she was expecting his child. Five years later, Grace was back to where it all started. This time with a solid heart and a goal to protect her daughter.

My Pregnant Ex-wife Returns

　　Emma had gotten ready to meet with Oliver. Luckily, the man had sent his driver to pick her up. She decided to wear black jean shorts with a loose black t-shirt, paired with white sneakers. She wore some sunglasses and tied her black hair in a ponytail. As they arrived at Oliver's penthouse, Emma was surprised. She had expected to meet him at a restaurant or his villa, but instead, Jordan, Oliver's driver, led her to a luxurious penthouse. It was clear that Oliver's wealth was not just for show.


　　"Hello," Emma greeted as soon as the man opened the door. She was greeted by a subtle smell of sandalwood scent accompanied by lavender mixed with various male colognes.


　　"Welcome," Oliver welcomed Emma inside, and as they settled down in the lounge, he couldn't help but admire her beauty. Was she also this beautiful, or maybe he was exaggerating? Either way, he kept his thoughts to himself. He offered her some champagne as they began to discuss their marriage.


CHAPTER 79 The Contract Marriage