Pregnant And Divorced: The Prodigy's Return

ad a two-year-old

e freezing, dimly lit mourning hall. It was the height of sum

ian's "official" public girlfriend and th

Chloe sat beside them, her coy laughter echoing in the background. They looked exactly

hryn, was now entirely softened. He was smiling at the boy-a look of pure, unadul

exact same ice-blue eyes a

Just as she pressed her thumb down t

ge Re

Paternity Test Report. The bold letters at the bottom screamed at her: The

lly were fat

: "Oops, sent to the wrong person. Please

ater-Messa

't understand why Chloe was playing these pathetic psycholog

her's portrait, her hear

ret. He had only started sharing a bed with her this past month. How utte

acquisition." So, his "critical business" was playing the doting father in the park. Even af

to ash. With Mom gone, this grotesque t

she tried to stand, her vision wen

g, muscular arm wrapped tightly around her w

ref

d met a gaze she hadn't seen in three y

down at her, his dark eyes swirling with com

ly. "Why didn't you wait for me, Katie? I told you

back. "I'm already married. And I've neve

andsome face. "Julian Carlisle has never publicly acknow

dly shocked. "How did

was strictly

at kind of money," Alistair said, his voice dropping an octave. "And she was staying in

sted sigh. "It's true. I sold

t a divorce, I have the best lawyers. Three years ago, you secretly injected three million in

the family. He had protected her fiercely since childhood and conf

e your lawyers draft the papers. If he agrees, we

ing as her pillar through the re

, her elderly Grandmother approac

and. You are a married woman now; it's an absolute disgrace if he doesn't show his

en, staring at the