The Return Of The Ex-Pathetic Wife Of Logan Winston

Victoria

Thursday, 12:30 pm.

It was noon.

I sat in front of my wall mirror, drying my hair with the hair drier when a sudden memory flashed in my head and I smiled at the thoughts. My heart raced as Doctor Madison Russell's words echoed in my ear like a whispering breeze on a summer day.

"Congratulations, Vicky, you're five weeks pregnant,"

The news came as a shock to me though it excites me at the same time. Winston's family was my worst nightmare, and they never failed to rub it on my face. The fact that they accused me of being barren for not being able to give them an heir throughout my seven years of marriage to their son, Logan, hurts for years.

"Oh, my..... are you serious?" I sounded so happy, this was something that I had always wanted. To prove Winston's household wrong and to maybe pull Logan's attention back to me.

Maybe.... Maybe he will finally find me worthy. And consider me a wife.

"Please don't tell Logan," I begged as an idea clicked into my mind.

And Doctor Madison's left brow furrowed up in confusion, "Why Vicky? This is great news, you have always wanted this. At least Madam Calantha will let you breathe after all."

I know she cares, she knows how desperate I was to get pregnant. She might not know much but she damn knows how worthless the Winston household treats me.

"I know but I want to be the first to tell Logan. His birthday is tomorrow and I just want to surprise him."

She waited for a while before she finally smiled and leaned forward, "That sounds so sweet, I wish you the best, Vicky. Don't worry, you will be fine," Doctor Madison said in a warm tone and gave my hand a reassuring squeeze.

I stared down at my stomach and stroked it lovingly, and a warmth spread along my body, making a relief smile appear on my lips. It has been seven years of nothing close to beautiful. It has been seven years since I was married to Logan Winston.

However, I feel like this pregnancy will be a breakthrough for me from the harshness of the Winston household, especially from the wrath of Madam Calantha. After all, I am now carrying the apparent heir to the Winston household.

The bundle of joy inside me was too much, I felt so eager to break the news to Logan. I had slept off when Logan came back last night and this morning before I could wake up, he had already left. So I have decided to go visit him in his office today.

I just can't wait to see his reaction when I announce the news to him, this is definitely going to be the hottest topic in the Winston household tonight.

Giggling at the thoughts, I quickly dressed up and hurried out of the room.

I can see our domestic staff running around, cooking, decorating, and getting everywhere ready for the night.

I smiled and glanced around the place, this was going to be a special night.

Letting out a sigh, I entered the car and the chauffeur ignited the engine and drove me toward Logan's office.

The drive was smooth and peaceful with my bubbles of excitement tearing me apart. We were almost closer to our destination when suddenly my phone beeped with a notification.

I pulled it out from my purse and clicked on the link which took me straight to one popular blogger's page. Something was written below an attached reel video.

'THE LEAKED S*X VIDEO OF HARPER JENKINS AND LOGAN WINSTON.'

My head spun around and my heart raced nervously as I pulled my phone toward my face, zooming the write-up to be sure of what I just read.

This is not impossible.

Inching my trembling finger forward, I fearfully clicked on the video and immediately the face of Harper, my step-sister, and Logan came into view.

Her moaning was loud and my phone was on the loudspeaker. I am sure the chauffeur heard it because he instantly glanced at me through the rear mirror.

But I was so engrossed in the scene before me, that my jaw dropped and my eyes widened in shock before tears started dripping down my face.

The comments were also harsh, adding to my insecurities.

"Isn't that Victoria Wintons's step-sister, Harper?"

"Ugh! This s*x is so damn hot, who wouldn't want a man as hot as Logan Winston? Besides I didn't blame Harper, she even got a banging body than the fat ugly wife."

I held my mouth, letting the tears flow down as I sobbed silently. I clutched hard on my phone, refusing to believe what I just saw.

This doesn't have to be true, I was still crying when the chauffeur's voice cut through my thoughts. "We have arrived, ma," he said.

I immediately wiped off my tears and nodded at him.

Without waiting for him to open my side door, I walked out of the car. And my eyes instantly fall on Logan's car parked at the other end of the garage.

That only means one thing: he is still in his office.

Thank goodness because I needed him to look me in the face and tell me that this is just a nightmare, a mistake..... a lie! Anything, he should just tell me anything even if it means lying to me.

I didn't want to believe that this is true, I didn't want him to tell me that he fucked my step-sister.

I hurried inside through the entrance door, and the workers turned to look at me. I can see the pitiful look on their faces, I bet they have already seen the trending news online.

I bit hard shamelessly on my lips to stop the tears from falling. I quickly climbed the stairs and hurried toward his office.

I have always been known as the desperate pathetic ugly fat wife of Logan Winston.

It wasn't long and I stopped at a black door. My heart heaved up and down in panic as I managed to knock twice and Logan promptly said after a while. "Enter." His deep voice causes a shiver to rush down my spine.

I gulped hard, holding the doorknob tight to control myself.

My only mistake was falling in love with him.

I pushed the door open and walked in. There was an eerie tension in the air, my heart throbbing very hard as I approached him.

Logan was sitting behind his desk, typing away on the computer in front of him. Our eyes locked, and his face suddenly turned cold and toxic enough to cringe my bones. I shrink back, nervously clutching my handbag as if my life depended on it.

He rolled his eyes and focused back on what he was doing. "Who let you in?" His cold voice echoed in my ears but I remained quiet, trying to gather my thoughts.

"Was..... Is it true?" I stammered, fighting back my tears.

Logan paused and lifted his brow to glare at me.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" He snapped, his fine chiseled jawline clenching in irritation.

I gulped hard and slowly lifted my phone, "Harper.... The internet."

I had barely completed my words when Logan let out a mocking chuckle. "Yes, it's on the internet. Do you have a problem with the news?"

So he knew..... so it was true.

No, I refuse to believe this!

"No, Logan! Just tell me it is a lie. Tell me you didn't sleep with Harper." I breathed in a gravelly voice, choking on emotions. "Just tell me that they are lying,"

"Are you that dumb?" Logan scoffed, glaring at me before pushing the computer by the side. "What's there not to understand? Was it the fact that I fucked your sister? I enjoyed a night with her, I fucked her senses out."

"No!!" I screamed, allowing the floodgate of my tears to burst open. "Stop, Logan, stop!!" I held my head, and my handbag fell and hit the ground.

But instead of stopping, Logan continued, his tone lacing with mockery. "Nobody is lying," he chuckled and leaned forward. " Everything is true."

I opened my quivering lips to say another word when suddenly my phone beeped again. I switched it on and the next write-up had life drained off my face.

'JUST IN TIME, HARPER JENKINS HAD TAKING TO THE INTERNET TO ANNOUNCE THE ARRIVAL OF HER NEWBORN BABY WITH THE KNOWN BUSINESS TYCOON, LOGAN WINSTON.'

Shocked, broken, and surprised, the phone slipped out of my hand and smashed on the ground.

I quickly snapped my head up, my swollen eyes gawked at him, "She.... Is Harper pregnant?" I asked in disbelief. Where did I go wrong?

"Yes, you heard it, right." A small satisfying smile curled up on his lips. "She did something that you couldn't boast of since our seven years of marriage."