“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

　　Grace stirred in her sleep, a soft moan escaping her lips as she snuggled into the warmth beside her. A sense of tranquility washed over her, and for a fleeting moment, she felt utterly refreshed. Then, a sharp jolt of reality struck. Her eyes snapped open, and she frantically scanned her surroundings.


　　A gasp escaped her lips as her gaze landed on Caesar, sprawled beside her, naked as the day he was born. Her heart pounded in her chest as she scrambled to cover herself. Mortification washed over her in waves, and she was about to flee the bed when a strong arm snaked around her, pulling her back.


　　"Going somewhere?" Caesar's voice was deep and husky, a stark contrast to the playful smirk that curved his lips. Panic surged through Grace. She tried to wriggle free, her face burning with embarrassment.


　　"Let go of me!" she managed to squeak out.


　　Caesar tightened his grip, his eyes twinkling with amusement. He leaned in close, his breath warm against her ear.


CHAPTER 102 Go on a date with him