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The Unwanted Wife's Secret Pregnancy

Chapter 2

Word Count: 749 | Released on: 01/06/2026

pe from Jaye's hand. Her fingers b

vator. Brooklynn followed closely. The doors

erground parking garage. She opened the b

started the engine. She glanced at the rea

onto the empty leather seat b

to the penthou

an traffic. Corrin leaned her head against the cool glass of the w

an internal email from the Carlisle Group. It was an

s trying to place three of his loyalists into the finance

Her thumbs moved rapidly over the sc

hit

ound garage of the Carlisle estate's lu

opened the rear door.

the car, her heels clicking on the concrete.

house. The massive living room was filled with c

, walked out of the kitchen.

re. He set the tray down on the

worry creased his forehead. "Did the clin

lder man. She kept her

n cyst, Ivan. N

weight. And Mr. Carlisle will be late

n's hand twitched. She pressed h

rried it to the long dining ta

ng French consom

t of boiled meat and

s throa

bit down hard on her lower lip. The metallic taste o

" Ivan asked. He too

r nose. She forced the nausea down. She tu

m f

out a heavy wooden chair and sat d

making a lot of moves regarding the family tru

e brought it to her lips and swallowed. Th

I am here, Lachlan will not touch

ep, quiet pity. He knew she was fighti

She forced down three more mouthfu

bruptly. "I ha

. She stepped inside and locked

ached bathroom. She dropped to h

rything she had

sat back on the cold tile floor. She leaned

ashen. Her

Her fingers dug into the fabric of her skir

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“For five years, I was Grayson Carlisle's ruthless COO and secret lover. I even took a bullet and a dose of lethal neurotoxin to save his life. But on the day I found out I was six weeks pregnant, his childhood sweetheart, Jaye, returned to the city. Grayson immediately pushed me aside. When I tentatively asked for a child, he coldly rejected me, warning me not to overstep my bounds as an "outsider." At a high-society banquet, Jaye deliberately provoked me and then played the terrified victim. Grayson didn't hesitate to shield her. He grabbed my wrist, publicly humiliating me and calling me a madwoman for bringing up the life-threatening scars I got saving him. Later, hiding in the shadows of the VIP corridor, I watched Jaye cling to his arm. "Grayson, do you love her?" Jaye cried softly. I held my breath, waiting for the man I had bled for to answer. "I don't love her," Grayson's cold voice echoed in the hallway. "I keep her around because of what happened five years ago. It's just responsibility and habit. Nothing else." Five years of my life, my loyalty, and my unspoken love, reduced to a mere habit and a useful corporate tool. The absolute coldness finally shattered my last illusion, and my dead heart stopped bleeding. I drove straight back to the penthouse, left my corporate access card on his mahogany desk, and vanished into the freezing New York night.”