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Carrying His Heir After The Divorce

Chapter 2 

Word Count: 808    |    Released on: 03/08/2026

clamped over her mouth. She hunched over the toil

herself. A physical reaction

aring at her pale reflection in the mir

usually her favorite, sent another wave of sickness through her. Food felt lik

blank slate. The divorce was a done deal.

was from Colton, her architectural partner, about

felt real all day. It pulled her out of the suffocating role of "Mrs. Whitaker"

set the phone down, a though

t was almost

ough her. Her heart began to pound aga

ing. In this house, in their meticulously pl

nk. The last time. When was the last

mbled into her room by mistake. It was the only time in six months. She remembere

. "Sorry about last night," was all he'd said. "I had too

keys. She couldn't let this

avernous, sleeping house. The es

found what she was looking for. The cashier gave her a strange look. Kara realized she was s

he followed the instructions on the box, her hands trembl

she s

ar, pin

led her ears, and t

orce papers, she had discovered she was carrying his chil

hand instinctively going to her flat

thought: T

immediate and brutal

chip to cling to a marriage he was desperate to escape? She coul

For Seraphina, for his perfect, unta

losing around her heart. No. Ab

nancy test in layers of tissue, buried it at the very b

er phone to book an early morning

gallery in the city, she drove herself to a di

ed Dr. Evans, smiled at her. "Congratulations, Mrs. Whitake

photo and the official report, Kara stared out at the bustl

a resolve she didn't know she possessed. She

and go somewhere no one knew them

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Carrying His Heir After The Divorce
Carrying His Heir After The Divorce
“After two years of a cold, loveless marriage, Kara signed the divorce papers without shedding a single tear. Her only condition to her billionaire husband, Julian, was simple: "After this, we never see each other again." But fate played a cruel joke. On the exact same day she agreed to the divorce, she found out she was pregnant with his child. Meanwhile, Julian was at the hospital, tenderly caring for his recently awakened first love, Seraphina, already planning their grand wedding. When severe morning sickness made Kara vomit outside Seraphina's hospital room, Julian's eyes burned with contempt. "Have you made enough of a scene?" he hissed, comforting his crying mistress. Later, when he caught Kara violently throwing up at home, he cornered her with a cold, knowing sneer. "Are you pretending to be pregnant to delay the divorce?" he mocked. "Impossible. We always used protection." He had completely forgotten the one night he stumbled into her room, blind drunk. Even her own mother slapped her across the face and threw her luggage into the hallway, disowning her for failing to keep her wealthy husband. Kara sat alone on the cold floor, her heart pulverized into ash. The man she had loved for years viewed her as a manipulative liar, and her own family saw her only as a failed business transaction. Staring into the dark night, a chilling calm washed over her. She picked up her phone and methodically deleted Julian's number. On Monday, she would finalize the divorce, protect her baby, and vanish from his world completely.”