Gone With My Quadruplets: Billionaire Ex-Husband Wants Me Back Novel Cover

Gone With My Quadruplets: Billionaire Ex-Husband Wants Me Back

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“Congratulations.” “Mrs. Miles, you're pregnant with quadruplets, two boys and two girls. The doctor announces it to Estella. It’s quite uneasy for Estella to believe that such a beautiful thing could happen to her after all the sufferings and emotional turmoil she's been through. It’s been five years since she became the wife of a famous billionaire Capitalist. With this good news, she returns to her husband in a haste to spread it. She believes it would be the most beautiful birthday present she could give him as it’s his birthday. Cameron shocks her however. He gets the parcel containing the pregnancy result, the supposed surprise by his wife and shreds it to pieces. He hands her a divorce letter and then takes in her twin sister to be his wife. A fight ensues between both sisters and Estella ends in the hospital where she works unconscious. Waking up she finds a hot, sexy man treating her. He saved her life, he is a doctor, and at the same time, happens to be her boss, the billionaire owner of the hospital. She falls for him. Her ex-husband gets shocked not long after when he realizes that Riana isn't who he thought she was. She has scammed him. Not only did she break the news of Estella’s pregnancy to him before leaving his life, only then did he realize he had made a great mistake. “I must find her.” When he eventually finds her, will Estella give him a second chance or will she stick to the billionaire, sexy doctor and boss who's now getting hormonal sparks?

Gone With My Quadruplets: Billionaire Ex-Husband Wants Me Back Chapter 1

Third POV

“Congratulations.”

“Mrs. Miles, you're pregnant with quadruplets, two boys and two girls. You ought to take an ante-natal check up more seriously.”

The doctor announced it to Estella. Despite being told to be carrying four babies, she jumped up so high in the air, squealing.

Then the tears came. She sniffled, trying to hold back tears of joy as she stared at the test result on the medical result sheet. A tear dropped on the paper which she gently dipped in her finger.

“Doctor, is this true?” She asked with a sniffle. “The doctors said I'll never be able to have a baby because of a rare genetic disorder. Oh my God! Cameron and I are having four babies!” She raised her voice as she spoke to the doctor, almost crying.

The doctor came closer and pulled her into a light hug. “I understand your plight but sometimes it's good to hang on,” she whispered into her ears.

It was quite uneasy for Estella to believe that such a beautiful thing could happen to her after all the sufferings and emotional turmoil she's been through.

It’s been five years since she became the wife of a famous billionaire capitalist. Being from a royal descent, she's expected to marry someone of noble status but Cameron isn't in any way noble in character.

Estella has had to endure a lot of insults and abuses from Cameron, still he never stopped to make sure she suffered. He called her a man as often as possible and regretted getting married to her because she couldn't give him a baby.

Even when Estella was tested and acclaimed barren for life, she didn't give up hope and her fertility treatment. In the end, it paid off much more than she expected.

She brushed the tear away with her free hand, smiling.

Today was her husband's birthday and she had for a long time thought of what to give him as a birthday present without arriving at any idea. This would be the most perfect of all birthday gifts. She clutched the file to her chest, then carefully placed it in a folder inside her bag.

She left the hospital, smiling so wide and walked to her car where her driver was already waiting for her.

“Ma'am, you're off work so early? Why did you call me so early to pick you up?” Her driver was quite puzzled. Working as an urologist and clinical massager in the same hospital, her work shift ends in the afternoon but this was just 10 AM.

“I have some important news to deliver to my husband,” she uttered, flinching her head over to the window to hide the smile on her lips.

While waiting for the traffic light to turn green on the road, an idea came to mind. She decided to Google through her phone for the best surprise approaches to announce a pregnancy. She wished to surprise her husband.

“Who's at the door?” Cameron’s hoarse voice came through the moment he heard the visitor's alarm tone ring on the door. It was an automated one that could identify and speak out the name or description of the person on the door.

This wasn't at home but the hotel where he was lodging. It's been a long time since he slept at home. He goes from the hotel, one of his very own to his office, still at the hotel vicinity or outside, depending on which office he wanted to work from on a particular day.

“Estella is here to see you, Mr Miles,” the AI answered immediately with a steady voice.

“I don’t expect to see her.” He was indirectly telling the digitized door not to open for her.

After a few seconds, the voice spoke up again. “She says she has very critical news, you should let her in.”

Cameron sighed, but his eyes suddenly glanced at the documents just sent by the lawyer, and his tone changed “Let her in.”

The door opened and Estella walked in, sniffing in the nice scent of the room, as well as admiring the interiors of his apartment here.

“No wonder you don't like coming home. Home is where the heart is,” she shrugged her shoulders in a bit to emphasize her point.

“I don't know what home is with you,” she replied with a cold voice.

He frowned the more when he noticed her still smiling, he always loved to see her in pain. This angered him the more. He rose up with fury in his eyes but acting cool.

“Why are you here?” His voice came out really harsh, just like always.

Estella swallowed painfully. Her smile faded but she managed to gather some strength to say what was in her mind. “I just wish his mood will change after announcing this,” she muttered inside of her.

“Today’s your birthday and I thought I could give you a priceless gift that will make you happy. Don’t you think it’s time you smile right at me? I've been missing this for so long.”

“Huh?” She asked further when there was no response from him.

“Smile at you?”

Estella nodded, then took closer steps to the couch he sat on. She pulled out a fancy parcel from her bag, handing it over to him.

“What’s this?”

“Probably, you have to open it and go through it yourself,” she said, winding her eyes in amusement.

The parcel contained the medical result sheet from the hospital, she just decided to add a piece of suspense by putting it in a parcel.

Cameron didn’t open the parcel to see what was in there but rather tore it into two with all his strength. He threw the paper pieces at Estella.

Estella shrieked in horror, raising her brows in horror. This felt like a dream before her eyes.

“Did you just tear the priceless gift I gave you?”

“Aren't you too old to try to impress me with useless things? You know what I actually need and you can't give me. Why did I even marry you at all?”

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Gone With My Quadruplets: Billionaire Ex-Husband Wants Me Back of Contents

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