Divorced At Dawn Pregnant With The Ceo's Secret Heir

ight in front of me. For a moment, I didn't move. Didn't breathe. Didn't think. My fingers tightened slowly around the small white envelope hidden in my palm-the hospital report. Six weeks

fall apart. Then- The office door opened. I didn't need to turn to know who it was. The soft click of heels. The familiar perfume. Vanessa. My best friend. "Ethan," she said gently, walking in like she belonged there. "Are you done?" I looked up sharply. Her hand slipped naturally into his arm. And this time... He didn't pull away. The world went completely silent. My heart... stopped. "Vanessa..." My voice trembled despite my effort to stay calm. "What are you doing?" She looked at me, her eyes soft-too soft. "I didn't want you to find out like this." Every word felt like a slap. I turned slowly to Ethan. "Tell me she's lying." Silence. That silence was louder than any answer. My stomach twisted violently. Not from heartbreak. From realization. This wasn't sudden. This wasn't a decision made today. This had been happening... behind my back. For how long? Weeks? Months? Years? A bitter laugh escaped my lips. "So this is why." Ethan didn't deny it. Of course he didn't. Why would he? To him, I was already... irrelevant. Vanessa squeezed his arm slightly. "You deserve someone better, Ethan," she said softly. Better. My nails dug into my palm. I wanted to scream. To slap her. To ask her how she could betray me like this. But instead... I picked up the pen. If I stayed any longer, I would break. And I refused to fall a