Pregnant and Abandoned but the Billionaire to the Rescue

Nancy could not believe that she fell for his lies. He had said he loved her and she believed him but when she became pregnant, he abandoned her. Hw would continue the relationship only if she aborted. When she refused, he reaved that he had a wife he loved and four wonderful children. "I don't want to see you again. Do not wreck my home or, I'll be your worst nightmare!" **** Jason Campbell was heartbroken when hiswifeelopedwith his best friend. He swore off love then why was his heart racing so much whenever he came close to his pregnant secretary? Perhaps he had to have his head examined.

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'Nancy, you ate always asking me about my boyfriend Bryan. You know about him but you have never spoken about your boyfriend. Why are you being so secretive about him?' Anna asked Man y in the course of their chat. She had deliberately refrained from asking other personal questions like her pregnancy but she had felt the subject of a boyfriend was a safe topic to discuss so she was surprised at Nancy's pallor. She had gone quite pale.

'What did I say wrong? You should not be ashamed to talk about your relationship with me, I assumed we were friends and could at least share that much with each other.And You are an adult and I am not your mother to scold you for having a boyfriend and I promise I won't be judgmental,I have mine remember?'

But as Nancy continued to keep quiet and her paleness increased, Anna became alarmed.

'I am sorry if you do not want to tell me about him. You must have your reasons. I am sorry I asked. It is just that you have always shared in my happiness and I wanted to reciprocate'. she explained.

Nancy eventually found her voice.

'No Anna, that is not so. It's just that I am not yet ready to talk about it. It is a sore topic for me', she said.

'Oh, I'm sorry. I should have known, if it were a happy topic for you, you would have spoken about it long ago. But I was so caught up in my happiness with Bryan that I had not noticed. You should not talk about it if it makes you feel bad remembering it but in my experience, it is better to talk about it and ease yourself of such a burden If you had been badly hurt, then it would facilitate your healing. No body is worth causing you so much pain such as I have seen in your eyes and you are still giving him that right by dwelling in and feeding the pain with your bitterness. I am not trying to force you to do what you do not want to do but the earlier you talk about it and deal with it by facing the demons haunting you,the earlier you shall be free of them. I am speaking not as a colleague now but as a close friend and confidant of yours'.

'Ues, I know that but what do you know of such heartbreak and pain? You are in your own world basking in the love and attention of Bryan and soon you will be his wife. You do not know what others who are not as lucky as you are to find true love or a sincere companion have to pass through'. Nancy said sadly.

Anna looked at her and read more from her words than Nancy had intended

She was full of pity for her but the she still believed that the earlier she got over that hurt, the better it would be for Nancy.

'That is where you are wrong. You asked me the other day about our boss and I told you of his experience. Yours could never have been that bad, your best friend eloping with your wife or in this case your husband and nearly causing you to go bankrupt. He nearly died of the pain and the double betrayal he felt because the one person in the world who would have given him comfort as his friend and confidant was also a participant in the betrayal tearing his heart and sould apart.

And me, you think that I have not had my own share of disappointments and heartbreaks? Oh I can assure you that I have had them but I do not allow them cloud my joy or my life. Life goes on. The person who had hurt you this badly must have gone on with his life and you are deriving yourself of joy and laughter by continually dwelling on the hurt and you feel that he is worth it? Your happiness is yours and yours alone and no one has the right to take that from you except you give them the permission'

'You mean you have been hurt before?' Nancy asked unable to believe it. The petite lady looked like someone who had it all and had not felt pain before.

'Yes I have and not once but three times but have I allowed it stop me from being happy? No, it hasn't and neither should you. My failed love stories are a topic for another day, we have to get our boss prepared for his midday appointment but please be happy and forget about any villain that does not know your worth'', Anna advised.

Nancy smiled. She felt better after this chat with Anna and she was right. It was just that it pained her to see that her child was going to be born illegitimate. Without knowing her father though truth be told,he or she was better off without someone like Robert as their father.

She felt wet drops on her cheek and realised that she had been crying. She smiled through her tears as she wiped her tears off her cheek.

'Thank you so much. It has been a relief speaking with you. I fell better already. I shall definitely tell you about this some other time but for now, duty calls'.

Anna smiled sympathetically and patted her shoulder understandingly.

They went about their duties and Nancy forgot about her problems as she lost herself in her work and typing but when her workload reduced, she remembered that she had been just as happy or even happier than Anna was with her boyfriend Bryan. She had felt that she had it all. A good education, a promising career, a handsome rich man who loved her passionately and a blissful married life in the future with him but all that had been a lie. Robert had shown his real colours when she had told him of her pregnancy.

She remembered how heartbroken she had been when he had started avoiding her and not picking her calls. It had started when he had asked her to abort the pregnancy.

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Some women break when the world turns against them. Elizabeth Valen burned. She was twenty-three years old, in love, and carrying a secret when her sister looked her in the eye and dismantled her life with a smile. One planned scandal, her engagement destroyed and left bleeding on cold pavement while the man she loved walked back inside to the warmth and the music and the future they had built together — a future Selene had been quietly, patiently stealing for years. Given a chance at revenge, she is reborn but what she doesn’t know is things doesn’t go as planned. Framed for a crime she didn’t commit and cast out of the powerful Kingston empire, Elizabeth disappears without a trace. The world believes she’s dead. The world was wrong. Five years later she walks back into Kingston territory with a different name, a different empire, and a four-year-old daughter with her father’s blue eyes — the one secret left that could ruin everything. Lucien Kingston has spent five years building walls out of guilt and burying the truth of that night so deep he’s almost convinced himself it wasn’t his fault. Almost. Then Elizabeth crosses the threshold of his boardroom and every wall he built comes down at once. She isn’t here to forgive him. She isn’t here for closure. She’s here to take back everything they stole — her name, her power, her place in the world and if Lucien Kingston gets caught in the wreckage of that, then perhaps he should have thought about that before he chose Selene’s word over hers. But five years is a long time. Long enough for the truth to have become different. Long enough for Lucien to have become someone who might deserve a different ending than the one she planned. Long enough for Elizabeth to discover that revenge and love, when they share the same target, have a way of becoming impossible to tell apart. The question isn’t whether they still belong to each other. The question is whether belonging is enough.

Billionaire Modern Romance

8.7

Choosing The Forgotten, Finding My King

8.7

For five years, I was blindly devoted to my fiancé, Austen Griffin. My family's power was the only reason he was about to be named heir to the entire Griffin fortune. But on the night of the announcement, he arrived late with my sister, Dennie, a fresh hickey on his neck. He cornered me, demanding a prenuptial agreement. "No shared accounts. No shared bedroom. And no questions about my life," he whispered. "You get the name, I get my freedom." In my past life, their public betrayal broke me. He used my love to secure his power, then cast me aside, leaving me to die alone while he and my sister enjoyed the fortune I handed them. But when I opened my eyes, I was back at the gala, moments before the decision. This time, when the family patriarch asked me to name my choice, I looked past Austen' s triumphant smirk and smiled. "I choose Kolton Griffin," I announced, my voice clear and cold, selecting the crippled, forgotten cousin he despised most.

Billionaire Modern Romance

9.2

Ex-Wife Returns with Babies: The CEO Regrets Everything

9.2

After two years of a loveless marriage, Maria Lewis was handed a cold divorce agreement. But she didn't leave quietly. She gave James Bennett one last drink, seduced him for a final night, and disappeared-secretly pregnant with his child. Five years later, Maria returns as a powerful member of a secret organization, with two adorable kids and an identity he never saw coming. She's no longer the woman who once begged for his love. She's confident, untouchable, and completely out of his league. Now, the man who once looked down on her clings to her, desperate to win her back. But Maria has her own plans: protect her children, crush her enemies, and make James regret every choice he made. She left with nothing, but returned with power, babies, and no mercy.

Billionaire Modern Romance

9.3

He Gave Me a Used Condom at the Altar

9.3

I smiled as Julian, my groom, handed me the velvet ring box at the altar. But when I opened it, there was no diamond ring—only a used, sticky condom. The crowd gasped, whispering about our "open" relationship. They didn't know I have a severe latex allergy and have only ever taken birth control pills. This wasn't mine. As my eyes met my best friend Chloe's smirking face in the bridesmaid line, the pieces clicked. But instead of crying, I gripped the box. I wasn't just the blind bride; I had the surveillance footage, and I knew exactly who the real college cyberbully was. When Julian tried to use his "saving me in college" card to keep my assets, a dark, commanding voice echoed through the hall. Silas Blackwood, the billionaire CEO, stepped forward, dropping his scarred silver lighter. "You stole my jacket to play hero, Julian," Silas sneered, pulling me behind him. "But you will never touch my woman again."

Billionaire Modern Romance

9.0

I Faked My Death After My Husband Chose Her Over Me

9.0

My childhood friend, who promised to marry me right after graduation, proposed to Jenna Dean—the pretentious heiress—on the very day of my graduation ceremony. Meanwhile, Axton Griffin, regarded by everyone in high society as the epitome of wisdom, confessed his love for me with grandiose flair right after the proposal went through. For five years of marriage, he treated me with utmost care and affection, his tenderness seemingly genuine. That is, until I inadvertently overheard a conversation between him and his friend. "Axton, now that Jenna's become famous, do you still need to keep up the charade with Sylvia?" "Since I can't have Jenna, it doesn't matter anymore. Plus, as long as I'm here, she won't disrupt Jenna's happiness." Every sacred text he cherished was inscribed with Jenna's name: "May Jenna be freed from obsession; may her soul be at peace." "May Jenna attain all she desires, and may her love be unwavering." ... "Jenna, though fate hasn't united us in this life, may I hold your hand in the next." Five years of illusion shattered in that instant. I devised a false identity and planned a drowning accident. From now on, we wouldn't have to meet again for an eternity. Once the final arrangements were set for the faked death, I hung up the phone.

Billionaire Modern Romance

8.2

Mistress Meets Her Match

8.2

The soft afternoon light filtered through the floor-to-ceiling windows of our penthouse living room, casting gentle shadows across the cream-colored marble floors. I sat curled in my favorite armchair, a leather-bound novel resting in my lap while Whiskers purred contentedly against my thighs. His gray fur was warm beneath my fingers as I absently stroked behind his ears, finding comfort in the rhythmic vibration of his purring. The silence of our home wrapped around me like a familiar blanket—a peace I'd learned to treasure in these quiet moments. The sharp beep of the security system shattered that tranquility. I looked up from my book, my hand stilling on Whiskers' fur. The front door's electronic lock disengaged with a soft click, and I heard the distinctive tap of designer heels against marble. My stomach clenched with a familiar dread, though my expression remained perfectly composed. Only one person besides Kane had access to our home's security code. Nyomi Grant swept into the living room as if she owned it, her pregnant belly prominently displayed beneath a form-fitting designer dress that probably cost more than most people's monthly salary.

Billionaire Modern Romance

Pregnant and Abandoned but the Billionaire to the Rescue

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