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Pregnant By My Husband In Disguise

Pregnant By My Husband In Disguise

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Chapter 1 

Word Count: 1115    |    Released on: 03/08/2026

ned the clasp of th

ere cold aga

ed back. A beautiful woman, her face a perfect, lifeless mask. Her gown,

t up on the

ge Six. The headline w

r's Roman Holiday with Holly

legal, contractual husband-was smiling at Isabelle. Not his usual tight, public-relations smile, but a g

oked

ed with pitying scorn, mentioning Alistair's

humiliation. It started in her stomach, a tight, nauseat

d the nec

line across her collarbone. The sti

n her childhood bedroom. The couture gown came off in

a pair of ripped jeans and an old, faded band T-shirt. The

ne rang

was urgent. "I know you saw the news. Just go to the gala.

pped jeans, with smudged eyeliner and a defiant gl

ace," she whispe

d expression. She didn't take the waiting town car. Instead, sh

ving him the address of a place she hadn't b

. The air was thick with the smell of wh

bar and ordered the st

t knot in her stomach began to loosen. The crushing weight of being

ut a hollow space inside her.

his back to her. All she could see was a pair of broa

rink. And

at the edges. Her

d toward him. The empty seat nex

in shadow. She saw a sharp jawline, stubble that looked like it would

a low rumble, magnetic, nearly lo

bled up from Chloe's

hey drank. Their eyes met over the rims of th

bar. His skin was warm, the touch sending a jolt stra

s brushing her ear. "

eeping in separate wings of the penthouse, of being a ghost in her own lif

e no

air hit her face, a brief moment of clarity she chose to

que hotel nearby, to a

th was on hers, a brutal, demanding kiss that tasted of whiskey and som

loneliness-it all erupted into a single act of self-destruction.

was a blade agai

groan escaped her lip

was

ast, unfamiliar bed was empty

, pierced through the

ce of hotel stationery. A phone number was s

it, a si

rendered. Pay

from Chloe's fac

st cheated on

ated with a

ber his face, anything about him. But all she had was a blur of shadow, t

clothes from the floor, her hands shaking

al, not looking back, running from a

He watched her run out, her face pale with panic. He closed the laptop. The dim light from the screen illuminated a sharp

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Pregnant By My Husband In Disguise
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“For two years, Chloe lived as a ghost in her own life, trapped in a cold, loveless contract marriage with billionaire Alistair Sinclair. When she saw the news of his romantic Roman holiday with a Hollywood starlet, the humiliation finally broke her. She got drunk at a dive bar and slept with a nameless male escort just to feel something. But days later, a private clinic handed her a death sentence: she was pregnant. If Alistair found out the child wasn't his, the infidelity clause in their pre-nup would strip her of her trust fund and leave her with nothing. But Alistair unexpectedly intercepted the medical report. Instead of exposing her, his eyes gleamed with a cruel, predatory amusement. He forced her to move into his master suite, claiming it was his duty to care for his "pregnant wife." He locked her in a golden cage, isolating her from the world while his starlet mistress publicly flaunted their affair. At night, he would wrap his arms around her trembling body in the dark. "For the sake of the child, it's time we started fulfilling our marital obligations." He whispered the threat, knowing the physical marks on her skin would instantly expose her secret. Chloe was suffocating in fear and anger. Why should he get to parade his mistress around the world while locking her away to be tormented? Looking at the twenty percent corporate share payout for the non-liable party in their pre-nup, her fear turned into cold calculation. She decided to play his game. She would act the part of the perfect, submissive wife, secretly gather undeniable proof of his affair, and then destroy him.”