The Ex's Ruthless Revenge

t was a simple confirmation. They loved the final demo. The

ve of such intense joy and relief that I had to grip the edge of my desk. We di

. Black spots danced in my vision. I re

g my nostrils. A nurse was checking my vitals. She told me I ha

ay. I thanked her, got dressed, and took a cab stra

designed myself gleaming on the wall. I headed for the exec

at the door to our s

nge, I thoug

d agai

internal network. My credentials were not recognized. My email account, my

personally mentored, walked by. "Leo, hey.

is face pale. He avoided my eyes. "

f a framed photo. My photo. It was a picture of me and Caleb from our college graduation, our arms slung around

art s

was Krystal Schroeder, the marketing intern Caleb had hired a few months ago. She was young

feet propped up on my desk, talking

smile spread across her face. She h

ffice, her voice dripping with artificial authority, "all non-essential personnel are to remain c

"That includes former employ

mind couldn' t process the words. This

hrew open the door to Caleb' s office. He was s

voice shaking. "Why is Krystal at my desk? Why is

rystal' s directive is company policy now. We need to be more prof

I shot back, the anger finally boiling over. "I buil

ke. "Caleb, I' m pregnant. The doctor said I need to take i

ryone gets sick, Brooke. People get pregnant every day and still

man who had held me and promised me the world just a few days

ar worse than any morning sickness. It was the

was a