Pregnant with My Ex-Husband’s Child Novel

Chapter 1 At my wedding to Vincent, his secretary, Sophia Collins, asked him if he loves her. Vincent said yes and dropped the diamond ring and ran out of the church with her immediately. The wind carrying Sophia's laughter to my ears. "Amanda, did you see that? Even when you're in a wedding dress, he still chose me!" *** The noise in the church washed over me like a tidal wave. The guests' gasps, the screech of chairs dragging, and the video playing on a loop on the big screen. In it, Vincent was still holding me, kissing me, his eyes overflowing with tenderness.

But in reality, his back had already disappeared with Sophia out the church door. I subconsciously touched my stomach. It was still flat, but it held a tiny two-month-old baby. No one knew how hard it was for me to get pregnant. When I found out, I cried all night holding the test report, thinking only of surprising him after the wedding, how perfect a "double blessing"would be. But now, that surprise felt like a joke, hitting me hard. When my phone vibrated in my pocket, my fingertips were trembling. *** muchers I answered the phone.

Vincent's voice had a dismissive apology in it, like he was dealing with a nuisance. "Amanda, don't make a scene. Sophia was just joking around, trying to liven up the wedding." Then came Sophia's giggling, filled with undisguised smugness. "Don't be mad, Miss Jennings. Vincent and I were just playing around-" I took a deep breath, my voice so calm it surprised even me. "Thank you, Miss Collins. You've certainly helped me get a lot of attention." Sophia was still laughing on the other end, probably thinking I had given in. But the next second, I slowly added.

"By the way, the video of you rushing in to interrupt the wedding-I've already had my assistant post it online. The whole internet is probably praising how brave you are right now." The laughter on the other end stopped abruptly, followed by the sound of Sophia frantically tapping on her phone, and then her shrill scream. "Amanda! Are you crazy? !" The video's view count had already passed a million.

All the major platforms were promoting it, and even overseas forums were discussing 25.79% 1051 Chapter 1 283 Vouchers this "drama wedding of high-society family." The comment section was filled with people calling Sophia "calculating" and a "homewrecker." Before I could say anything, Vincent's tone turned cold, full of impatience. "Amanda, do you have to go this far? So petty." Before I could argue, he hung up the phone. Not even two minutes later, the whole internet exploded.

Vincent personally logged into his social media account and posted a long message, every word dripping with affection. In his post, he painted himself as a devoted man forced by his family, saying his marriage to me was entirely arranged by his parents, that he and Sophia had been in love for a long time, and even implied that I knew he loved someone else but still agreed to the marriage, completely clearing his own name. "The only one I've ever loved is Sophia. My marriage to Amanda was nothing more than an act for a family alliance." Public opinion flipped as if a switch had been thrown.

First, a few verified influencers suddenly changed their tune, saying there's no order in love, and praising Vincent for "bravely pursuing true love". Then a bunch of paid promotion accounts started posting press releases about how Sophia and Vincent had been friends for years and had gone 51-58% 1051 Chapter 1 through hardships together, painting Sophia as the silently devoted pure love. 268 Vouchers I scrolled to a post from Sophia. It was a photo of her and Vincent, with the caption: "Thankfully, we didn't miss each other." The comments below were all blessings.

Some people even started digging up dirt on me, saying I must have married him for the money. The comments that had previously comforted me were buried under the new ones. My stomach suddenly churned, and I bent over, grabbing a nearby pillar as a violent urge to retch washed over me, bringing tears to my eyes. The baby in my belly seemed to be protesting too, a gentle, pulling ache. So the wedding I risked everything for, the surprise I'd carefully hidden. for two months, all I got in the end was "it was just an act."