I Bought a Billionaire Husband

Jenna's POV

I pulled the door open with a smile on my face, and Christopher, my husband walked in with a small smile on his face, and just as I was about to shut the door, a girl immediately walked in with her suitcase trailing behind her. The both of them walked into the house wordlessly

My brows knitted together, forming a frown on my face as I gently shut the door and immediately went after them.

"Is everything okay, love? You brought a friend home, is she good?" I asked in a hushed tone as I took his briefcase and his jacket from him, yet Christopher didn't say a word in response.

My eyes darted to the girl, and she looked strangely familiar, but I couldn't figure out when I had seen her before.

"Is mum back home?" I dragged my eyes away from her and shook my head.

"She'd be staying out a bit later than usual today. She has her weekly spa appointment booked today. Is everything okay? Should I call her to get home?"

He gave me a tight-lipped smile and shook his head. " Oh, I was just looking for her. There's absolutely nothing wro..."

"There is," the girl pipped in before he could finish and I raised my brows, eyes darting between her and Christopher, who suddenly looked like all the color had been drained away from his face.

"Let's wait till my mother gets back, Lilian."

The name instantly struck a chord in my head, and I could finally place a finger on her familiarity. She was his secretary, he hired her when he took over a year ago.

"Why wait? She's the one we need to tell anyway, she's the wife." I didn't miss the mock emphasis she placed on the word wife, and I narrowed my eyes.

"What is going on here, Christopher?" I asked, staring pointedly at him and he gulped. "Did anything bad happen with the business?" Over the 4 years of our marriage, Christopher has repeatedly crashed many businesses. Getting him to take over my company last year has proven to be a good idea as he has been managing it well, but it seems that has also come to an end.

My grandparents were going to have my head when they find out.

"Talk to me, Chris. Is it the business? What happened?"

"Are you going to talk or not?"

"You should not speak to my husband, your boss, in that manner." I snapped, glaring at the girl, who instantly arched a brow at my words.

"Husband...." She mumbled as if tasting the word, before a smile broke out on her face and she nodded. "Well, I'm not speaking to my boss that way, ma'am," I frowned, and glanced at Christopher, and beads of sweat had formed on his forehead, "I am speaking to my husband that way. Isn't that allowed? Considering I'm pregnant with his baby."

My vision blurred for a split second, and a humorless laugh escaped my lips. "Sorry, what?"

Christopher shuffled close to me and held my arm, a nervous smile tugging on his lips. "Baby, please...take a seat. Let's talk about this."

" You never call me baby..." I muttered, forcing my gaze away from Lilian to his face, "and you are not denying her lies."

"Baby, I..."

"Jenna. That's my name, and that's what you've called me for the last 8 years. Stick to it" he gulped and glanced at her, then back at me.

"Jenna... I can explain."

I scoffed, and tucked my bottom lip in between my teeth. "You want to explain how you got your secretary pregnant? What's your explanation? It was an accident? It was a mistake? It was just once?"

" Definitely wasn't..." I heard her mumble, and my heart sank to my stomach, but I held back the tears blurring my vision.

"Jenna, please hear me out."

My hands itched to throw the briefcase at him, to yell at him, and send him and his baby mama out of my house, but... I couldn't.

My shoulders sagged in defeat, and a sob forced it's way out of my throat, causing the tears I was desperately holding back to roll down my cheeks.

"Why? Why did you do this, Chris! Why?" He wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me into his chest, "why? Why?"

"I'm sorry, Jenna. I'm so sorry. It was an accident." He placed a kiss on my forehead, his other arm running down my back in a soothing manner, while I sobbed into his chest, " I'm so sorry. I will rectify my mistake, once she gives birth,she'll leave the house, Jenna. It'll be just us, agon. I'm so sorry," he repeated as I sobbed uncontrollably into his chest.

Finally, I managed to get myself under wraps and broke away from his hold. I managed to create distance between the both of us, and wiped away the tears that had stained my face.

"Lilian, congratulations" she smiled sweetly, and her hand rubbed her belly, "Congratulations to you too, Chris. We've been trying for what? 3 years now, and there's been nothing, but it's coming through her, yeah?" his face lit up and he stared gently at her. "I am genuinely happy for the both of you..."

"Jenna, thank you for being such a good wife. I knew you'd understand"

I rubbed my lips together and smiled. Of course, I'd be called a good wife if I choose to stay with a cheating husband. "Well, the two of you won't nurse that baby in my house, neither will it be fed with the money that comes from my company," his eyes slowly widened and a strange satisfaction curled at the pit of my stomach, "I want the both of you out of my company and my house right now, get your mother's things while at it."

Christopher scoffed, "what are you saying, Jenna? Are you fucking being for real? I said it was an accident! It wasn't supposed to get to this!"

"You can shove that excuse up your ass, Chris. I've borne your bullshit for the past 8 years, but bringing back a pregnant woman for me to take care of, in my house, with my money? That, I will not take. Get. out. of my house."

He ran his hand through his head and exhaled loudly. "Ah, I knew I shouldn't have tried to be nice with this," he muttered underneath his breath and I arched a brow.

"Sorry?"

"Listen, you are practically barren," it felt like I was suddenly dealt a heavy blow, and my breath was instantly sapped out of me. "We've been trying for 3 years, heck, 8 years and nothing has happened. You can't blame me for going out to get a child. You know how much I want one and you've deprived me of it with your inhospitable environment..."

" Christopher.."

" You should be fucking grateful that I'm willing to let you raise this child. Women like you who don't, sorry, who CAN'T bear..."

The rest of his words were drowned out by a smack, and he held his cheek, eyes wide with shock.

" How dare you? How dare you speak about me like that!" I yelled, "I am..."

"Get out,"

I drew back, "excuse me?"

"I said you should leave. Get. Out."

"It's my house," I said, my voice shaky from all the unshed tears, " you should leave."

He laughed and reached for his briefcase that was now on the floor. "You bought this house in my name, Jenna, it's mine" he threw the papers in my face and my eyes widened.

I stared at the papers that had pooled around my feet, and I took a shaky breath while I pulled my head up to look at him. "Fine, I'll go... but, I want you out of my company as well."

"What company? The one you transferred ownership to me?"

"I never..." I inhaled sharply as the memories came rushing back to me. 6 months ago, he somehow managed to convince me to transfer ownership to him because he was being looked down on, and... I did.

A satisfied smile curled up on his face, and he walked over to the sofa and made himself comfortable. "I tried to play it nice with you, but you decided to play the rich brat " He chuckled, crossing a leg over the other. "How does it feel to be penniless now? How will grandpa and grandma feel knowing their legacy doesn't belong to them anymore?" He threw his head back and laughed.

"The choice is yours, Jenna. You can play the rich man's wife and take care of my baby, so your grandparents can pass away in peace or you can walk out of my house right now and never come back."