Billionaire's regret: ex returns

She was 6 weeks pregnant.

Ava Smith walked slowly into the living room and sank onto the sofa, wrapping her arms around her knees, her mind swirling with uncertainty. Clutched in her hand was the pregnancy test report she'd received just an hour ago.

She absentmindedly touched her stomach, a storm of anxiety building steadily inside her.

It has been two years since they got married but it hadn't thawed the ice around Logan Smith's heart. Her unwavering loyalty felt more like a cruel joke in return.

Still, she couldn't stop herself from hoping-maybe the baby would change things. Maybe he'd finally care.

Just then, the sensor at the entrance chimed.

A man stepped inside-tall, commanding, dressed in a sharp black-and-gray suit that emphasized his broad shoulders and slim waist. His eyes were cold, unreadable, and piercing.

His gaze swept across the room, his expression unreadable, his handsome face distant and cold.

Ava stood up quickly, holding the test report tightly in her hand. She took a breath, ready to speak. "Logan, I have something to-"

"We need to end this," he said, cutting her off without hesitation. "These are the divorce papers, sign it."

Ava froze, the words catching in her throat as she stared at him in disbelief and then asked. "Why?"

The man gathered his eyes and began to speak. "You aren't needed. I married you because my father made it the only way to inherit his properties. I wasn't going to allow my hard work to go to the snake. I have all I need now and I think you are useless now. My true love is back. Arabella is back!"

Logan's phone rang and he answered. "Arabella what's wrong? Are you okay?" It was the woman.

Ava's heart ached. She stared at the man in front of her in disbelief. She knew that his heart only belonged to his mistress.

Her marriage to him for 2 years was filled with hatred. Every word he uttered made Ava's heart ache the most. She had been jealous of Arabella. Every time he called her he showed her care that she never deserved. It wasn't her fault that she was forced into this marriage. Her mother caused all this and now she was filled with tears.

"I will be right there," that was his word which brought her back from her sad thoughts.

"Are you heading out?" Ava asked, her voice tinged with sadness.

"Well as you can see, I have something so important to handle, every discussion can wait."

"Really, is it because of that bitch?" Ava asked angrily.

"Shut the fuck up! It shouldn't be your headache if I am going to see anyone. All you need to do is to get back in bed and wait for me because that's all you do as a useless wife that you are." he said and stormed out angrily.

Ava clenched her teeth, trying so hard to suppress the tears. If Logan knew that she was pregnant, would he still ask for a divorce? Deep down, she knew that he wasn't the woman he loved. The real woman he loved was back. How was she going to live without him and the baby? In Logan's heart, she was just an insignificant trifle he could easily dump.

Ava sat on the sofa crying for so long. She remembered the first time she met him five years ago, how he handled her with love and care. Her reverie was broken by Logan's voice outside. She quickly got up, wiping her tears. Then the doorknob opened and then there was Logan standing and staring at Ava like she was a ghost.

"Logan? What are you doing back? Aren't you supposed to be with Arabella?" she blurted out.

"That shouldn't be your problem. Back to what I said about the divorce. Sign the divorce paper and get out of my life."

"What if I don't agree?" she asked, her voice trembled as she stared at him.

Logan seemed to have known that she wouldn't agree and his tone was mocking. "I am not asking for your opinion. Do you think I love you? You irritate me."

Her heart hurts the most and this time she couldn't hold back her tears. "Logan Smith, you agreed to marry me first. I never forced you to marry me. How can you even think of a divorce?"

He stared at her angrily. "You know who I love, if my father hadn't forced me into getting married to you, do you think I would have given you more than a passing glance? I have made a big mistake."

Ava let out a short laugh. "Really, you said you loved me and cared about me. Now everything has changed just because that bitch is back! Where was she when you had a heart attack? She disappeared into thin air and now Arabella Carter came back claiming she loved you. Are you that foolish Logan?"

As soon as the word left her mouth, the man threw a hard slap in her face. "Who are you to tell me what to do? You have no right to call her name?

Ava covered her face, she was completely dazed, her delicate body couldn't stop trembling. It was the first time Logan had hit her just because of Arabella Carter.

Her heart stinger, as she snapped through suppressed sobs. "Why should I step aside for her? I am married to you and not willing to get a divorce.

A trace of impatience flashed in Logan's eyes as he pushed Ava down to the sofa and tore her clothes. "Ava you're such a bitch and I think you only need my dick to get better."

She pressed against the man's chest and stopped his fright. "Logan, are you crazy!"

Still Logan wasn't ready to stop, she pushed him away and quickly stood up. "Logan, what if I tell you I am pregnant. We are expecting a baby. Do you still want to get a divorce?"

A flicker of surprise crossed Logan's eyes. "You're pregnant?"

Ava searched Logan's eyes for a sign of reconsideration.

"Wasn't the last time an accident? Didn't I tell you to take care of it? You can't be pregnant.

"Really?"

Logan scrutinized Ava with a skeptical look before his tone returned to the initial harshness. "Well I don't care. The best thing is for you to get rid of the child and get the hell out of my life."

His words cut through Ava's heart like a thousand sharp knives leaving her breathless.

"You shouldn't take this so seriously. I will get the driver to take you home as soon as you sign the papers."

Hearing the sound of the door closed made tears she had held back for a long time flow down her cheeks.