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The CEO's Unexpected Baby

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Scenario:Three years of marriage ended the day Christopher handed me the divorce agreement. His true love had returned, and I knew where I stood. I walked away gracefully, erasing every trace of myself from his life. I rebuilt my life, reestablishing my career as a doctor, earning respect and admiration from people who valued me. I thought I’d buried the past—until Christopher showed up again. His usually calm, dignified demeanor crumbled as he confronted me, his arms tightening around me. “Isabella,” he demanded, his voice trembling with anger. “Whose child is it?” I met his gaze, defiantly. “Whose child do you think it is?” “Darling,” he said, his voice softening, “if you’ll let me, I want to be the father.” Now, I have a choice to make.
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Three years of marriage ended the day Christopher handed me the divorce agreement. His true love had returned, and I knew where I stood. I walked away gracefully, erasing every trace of myself from his life. I rebuilt my life, reestablishing my career as a doctor, earning respect and admiration from people who valued me. I thought I’d buried the past—until Christopher showed up again. His usually calm, dignified demeanor crumbled as he confronted me, his arms tightening around me. “Isabella,” he demanded, his voice trembling with anger. “Whose child is it?” I met his gaze, defiantly. “Whose child do you think it is?” “Darling,” he said, his voice softening, “if you’ll let me, I want to be the father.” Now, I have a choice to make.
It was a divorce agreement signed by him.
The bottom line was very simple—divorce.
I took it in my hands and read it over and over again.
After reading it several times, I still couldn't believe that after three years of marriage, he would hand me a divorce agreement the day his true love returned from abroad.
I looked up at him, and his eyes avoided mine.
He was afraid to look me in the eye.
I knew him too well.
He was afraid of not being able to carry this out, but he had to.
Because Lily had returned.
She was the one he loved the most, and she was abroad for three years.
Now that she was back, he had to marry her.
As for me, I was just a filler in between.
So he would divorce me.
"Write your name," he said.
I lowered my head and held the pen.
My mind was messy, but I wrote it very steadily.
I signed my name and handed the document to him.
He breathed a sigh of relief and put it in the drawer.
Then he came to me and hugged me tightly.
I felt choked on the verge of tears, but I didn't say anything.
He had made his choice.
I knew where I stood.
The CEO's Unexpected Baby