ManyWriters

I bumped into a pregnant woman at a charity gala.
Although I apologized, she refused to let it go.
"Do you have any idea whose baby I'm carrying? It belongs to CEO Ben!"
"This is the sole heir to his family line. Can you afford the consequences if something were to happen?"
"He told me he's going to make me his wife as soon as the baby is born. Shouldn't you be sucking up to me right now?"
I asked, "Which Ben?"
She declared haughtily, "The Tech Prince of Silicon Valley, of course."
My friend and I exchanged a glance.
Because Ben, the Tech Prince of Silicon Valley, is my husband.

My Sterile Husband, His Pregnant Mistress

The day we went to finalize our divorce was a beautiful, sunny day.


Signing the papers was over in an instant.


During this time, he had learned from the online comments that what he did to me was unforgivable.


He no longer begged for my forgiveness.


He was in front of me as we walked out.


Someone must have leaked the news that we were finalizing our divorce today.


When we stepped outside, a massive crowd of people had already swarmed the entrance.


Ben instinctively shielded me with his body.


But in an instant, he realized that in front of this crowd, he was the one in danger.


The next moment, he was engulfed by countless camera flashes and accusatory shouts. Someone threw soda at him, and another person threw a crumpled-up tabloid magazine.


He stood for a long time, as if intentionally letting the crowd vent their anger.


Chapter 17