We Swore No Kids… Then She Conceived

To pass the time, I lay on the hotel bed and mindlessly scrolled through my phone. While browsing social media, I noticed that Vanessa had uploaded a new photo.

It was a picture of a steaming bowl of chicken soup on a table.

"Feeling blessed. Good food, a beautiful view and great company," her caption read.

How interesting. I liked the photo and left a comment.

"Wishing you both a lifetime of happiness," I typed.

The next moment, I received a call from Vanessa herself.

Once I put the call on speakerphone, her sharp, piercing voice immediately filled the room.

"Charles Fletcher, when are you going to stop? You're so petty. I can sense your jealousy from a mile away!"

I was just about to snap at her when I heard Harold's voice in the background.

"Don't get too worked up, Vanessa. It's not good for the baby," he said.

"I'm not coming home tonight, Charles," Vanessa added. "Who knows what else you might do when you get upset?"

"What did he do to you and the baby, Vanessa?" Harold demanded angrily. His voice was deliberately raised so I could hear it.

I ended the call without a shred of hesitation. I wasn't about to let the two of them ruin my mood.

Once I had calmed down, I made a call to my company's CEO, Cindy Scott.

"Hello, Ms. Scott. About that overseas general manager position you mentioned—I'd like to take the job. I'll just need some time to handle a few personal matters first."

"Alright. Talk soon, Charlie," Cindy replied.

She let out a soft chuckle before hanging up, and for some reason, it made me blush.

Becoming the general manager of a branch company in Gresia was a great opportunity for me. But previously, I kept turning the offer down because I didn't want to be away from Vanessa.

I had attended university in Gresia and knew the country well. Hence, I was considered for the role. Additionally, Gresia was also where I met Cindy.

We met at a public speaking competition and quickly developed a mutual respect for each other. After returning to our home country, she founded the youngest Fortune Global 500 company in the world and became its CEO.

Later on, I joined her company. With her guidance and support, I rose through the ranks and became a senior executive at a relatively young age.

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The next morning, I was woken up by a call from Vanessa.

"Where the hell are you? I'm still pregnant, you know? Can't you be more responsible?" she shouted.

Furious, I scoffed coldly. "The baby's not even mine. Take it up with the father instead. This has nothing to do with me!"

Then I ended the call and went to get my divorce settlement agreement printed.

When I returned home, I found that the locks had been changed.

I couldn't believe how impatient they were. Left with no choice, I knocked on the door.

To my dismay, Harold was the one who opened the door for me.

"Don't misunderstand the situation, Charles. Nothing is going on between Vanessa and me. She's carrying my child, so I wanted to take care of her personally," he explained.

"I don't care if you're having an affair," I spat emotionlessly. "I'm just here for the divorce."

"Can you stop being so narrow-minded?" Vanessa rolled her eyes. "Nothing improper is going on between Harold and me."

"You have no right to say that. Do you think it's 'proper' to get pregnant with another man's child behind your husband's back?" I barked.

After a brief pause, I continued, "I'm not here to argue or waste my time."

I slammed the divorce settlement agreement on the table and demanded, "Sign the papers, Vanessa. Once you do that, you'll be free. You can have as many children as you want with any man of your choosing."

Vanessa stared at the document in disbelief. "Are you serious? Don't regret this. In the future, I won't take you back even if you beg me to."

She was fuming. But before she could sign the papers, Harold rushed over to stop her.

He picked up the divorce settlement agreement and read through it.

"You and Vanessa were in a relationship for years, Charles. Now that she's pregnant, she'll need money. Leaving her with just one property is a bit stingy, don't you think?" he asked shamelessly.

Upon hearing this, Vanessa seemed to have realized something as well. She grabbed the document and scanned it. Then, she shot to her feet and raised her hand to slap me.

Reacting instantly, I caught her wrist in midair before flinging it aside.