My billionaire Ex

Nina's POV

" Mrs. Ryan," I waited with anticipation for what the doctor was going to say. My heart flipped when she held my hands, enclosing them with hers.

" You are finally pregnant with twins." The air stilled around me as the bag I was holding dropped to the ground, crystal welling up in my eyes, ones that I pushed away before asking in a hoarse voice.

" I am pregnant?" I asked again, just to be certain that my ears hadn't been playing tricks on me. That, indeed, I was getting my gift after all of these years when I thought all hope was lost, that it had come at the time when I needed it the most.

" Yes," she bobbed. " You are pregnant; you are in your early trimester, so you ought to be careful. Your husband would be delighted"

Squeezing the paper in my hands, my feet traipsed out of the office while I sank deeper in thought. Maybe, perhaps, this was what I needed to fix our relationship, mine with Ryan.

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My hands clustered around my phone while I watched the rain drizzle against the windowpane while I waited for Ryan to come home.

It was a milestone anniversary, and even though we had grown distant, I knew that he would come around and that today would be different because I had news he would love.

My heart soared when a piercing tone punctured through the air, and leaning my phone against my ears, I listened.

" Nina, I am leaving town tonight, and I won't be back, you should sleep in. I wouldn't be coming back in weeks."

I squeezed my eyes shut, my eyes moving swiftly to the spread on the table as I reminded him when the beeping sound greeted my ear.

" But it is our anniversary." I clenched my gown while my legs gave way underneath me.

I let the silence sob rock through my body before forcing myself up, not wanting to show weakness before the maids who were staring all about, sympathy coating their features.

Donning a firm expression, I sauntered through the foyer, the ring on my finger burnt so hard while I stared at the mirror in the room.

My eyes were sunken, and I had nightmares, nightmares of him telling me that I was never enough, nightmares of Ryan letting me know that what we had was a mistake, and although I tried so hard not to think about it, it drenched my thoughts, filled it until I couldn't think anymore.

With hallowed eyes, I flickered at the shelf that held the divorce papers, ones that I had seen, and I had hoped it wasn't for us even when the names on it burnt so bright that I was unable to think of anything else that would be possible.

The realization that Ryan had wanted to let me go and wanted to get divorced drummed in me until I couldn't breathe, but I thought everything would change when he came home tonight, and I handed the test report over to him. Let him know that I was finally pregnant with our child.

My heart pulsed while I waited for him, sitting on the couch, the bed forgotten. I couldn't say when exactly he had kept getting withdrawn, but everything had changed barely a year after our marriage. Everything had crumbled down to plain dust, and I had been left heartbroken with nowhere to go.

A shrieking sound resonated through the air, my eyes flickering to the phone, batting my eyes. I made sure that I was fine before leaning it against my ears.

" Nina, where are you?" Reina's voice came across. A scream stumbling through my face.

" I have been knocking at your door forever, and no one is answering, where are you? We ought to be outside celebrating, and you know that so what is going on?"

I sniffed in. " I am fine. Just tired. I have been sleeping, and I just woke up, but I am fine"

She snickered, and I could imagine her already standing at the door while piercing her gaze at me. Her love with Richard had seen hell, but she had come out unscathed with Richard obsessed about her.

"I said I am at the door, and you are supposed to come over, what is going on?"

Pushing myself up the couch, my eyes flickered through the room while I shoved anything that would give it away.

Donning a smile, which I had practiced against the mirror, I tried to hide everything so she wouldn't get worried. I didn't want her to know of the pain that I was going through, even though if she did, she wouldn't hesitate to help.

I yanked the door open to find her holding two bottles of wine, which she shoved on my face.

" Happy anniversary," she cheered happily before storming in, her steps halting in track at the dark room.