Carrying His Heir After The Divorce

Chapter 5

Word Count: 675 | Released on: 03/08/2026

e was plunged back into silence. A cold wind snaked around th

g. Her lips throbbed, but her heart

a stream of scalding water, scrubbing her skin as if she c

her body trembling uncontrollably from a rag

the estate's landline woke her. Mari

om Mr. Whitaker." Mari

hand tight around the cool

ore. "Seraphina had a difficult night. She'll need to stay in the hospital for a few more days. I need

as asking her, his wife, to pack a bag for his m

you insane?" Her voi

re is one thing, but you, as Mrs. Whitaker, handling these trivial matters will prevent unneces

mily. Always t

o?" Kara asked,

older than ever. "I'm not asking, Kara. I'

hun

l. But she didn't. She knew that fighting him now would only lead to more cruelty. To

ered. It was a boutique of its own, filled with the latest de

to her own farcical positio

of comfortable-looking loungewear, gathered som

resbyterian Hospital a

oom, she paused, looking thr

in bed, her face pale,

le, his head bent in concentration. His movem

ndow, illuminating the scene. It loo

art. That tenderness was something she had nev

wasn't cold by nature. He

e composed her features

a whisper. She shrank back against the pil

ash of annoyance crossed h

e refused to look at him, placing the bag on

anded. "Come here.

yes wide with disbelief

said, as if it were the mos

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Carrying His Heir After The Divorce

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“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.”