Divorcing The CEO To Save My Baby

Chapter 4

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Divorcing The CEO To Save My Baby

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“I went to a private clinic for a routine physical, only to find out I was pregnant. It was impossible. I took my birth control every single day. But when the doctor tested my pills, they turned out to be high-purity vitamin placebos. My billionaire husband, Denton, had been systematically replacing my medication. Yet, on our anniversary, he brought my sister Beverly home, demanding a divorce so he could marry her. When I refused to sign a settlement that left me with nothing, he froze my accounts and blacklisted me across New York. My own father disowned me. When an old friend offered me a job just so I could afford prenatal care, Denton launched a ruthless financial attack to bankrupt his firm. Then, Beverly got into a car crash. Denton's bodyguards dragged me off the street and forced me into a hospital trauma room. Beverly was hemorrhaging, and I was the only blood match. I cried and begged Denton to stop, desperately trying to protect my fragile pregnancy without exposing my baby to the monster who controlled my life. "Please, my body can't handle this. Don't do this to me!" But he just looked at me with pure disgust and ordered his men to strap me to the chair, forcing the needle into my vein while threatening to kill me if his mistress died. As I dragged my bleeding, cramping body out of the hospital into the freezing snow, my last shred of hope died. I touched my stomach and made a vow: I would disappear, and I would make them all pay.”