Dear readers, this book has resumed daily updates. It took Sabrina three whole years to realize that her husband, Tyrone didn't have a heart. He was the coldest and most indifferent man she had ever met. He never smiled at her, let alone treated her like his wife. To make matters worse, the return of the woman he had eyes for brought Sabrina nothing but divorce papers. Sabrina's heart broke. Hoping that there was still a chance for them to work on their marriage, she asked, "Quick question,Tyrone. Would you still divorce me if I told you that I was pregnant?" "Absolutely!" he responded. Realizing that she didn't mean shit to him, Sabrina decided to let go. She signed the divorce agreement while lying on her sickbed with a broken heart. Surprisingly, that wasn't the end for the couple. It was as if scales fell off Tyrone's eyes after she signed the divorce agreement. The once so heartless man groveled at her bedside and pleaded, "Sabrina, I made a big mistake. Please don't divorce me. I promise to change." Sabrina smiled weakly, not knowing what to do...
"Ma'am, our examination indicates that your uterine wall is unusually thin, making the fetus's position precarious. It's essential to exercise caution with your diet and physical activities," the doctor explained, holding out a piece of paper to Sabrina Chavez. "Here, take this. Go get the medicine."
"Understood, doctor," Sabrina responded, carefully taking the prescription from the doctor.
The doctor emphasized, "Make sure to take good care of yourself. This is a serious matter." A thin uterine wall can increase the risk of miscarriage. It is unfortunate that many women who experience a miscarriage face difficulties conceiving again.
"Thank you, doctor. I'll take care of myself," Sabrina assured him, a resolute smile playing on her lips.
Having been married for three years, she had eagerly anticipated this baby for the same duration, and she was determined to do everything in her power to protect it.
Leaving the doctor's office, Sabrina picked up her medicine and headed back to her car.
The driver initiated the car's engine and glanced at her through the rearview mirror. "Ma'am, Mr. Blakely's flight is scheduled to arrive at three o'clock in the afternoon. We still have twenty minutes remaining. Should we proceed to the airport now?"
"Yes, let's do that."
The thought of reuniting with her husband in just a few minutes warmed Sabrina's heart, prompting a smile.
Her husband, Tyrone Blakely, had been away on business for nearly a month. She missed him very much.
During the drive, she found herself repeatedly reviewing the pregnancy report, her hand gently resting on her belly.
In just eight months, she and Tyrone would welcome their precious baby into the world.
She was eager to share the joyous news with him immediately.
Once they reached the airport, the driver strategically parked the car. "Are you going to call Mr. Blakely now?"
Checking her watch, Sabrina tried calling Tyrone, but the call went unanswered.
"His flight must be delayed. Let's wait a bit longer," Sabrina suggested.
Despite a lengthy wait, Tyrone was nowhere to be seen.
Another call, another attempt, but again, no response.
"Let's keep waiting."
Flight delays were a common occurrence, sometimes even stretching to a couple of hours.
Two hours later, Sabrina called Tyrone again. The phone was quickly picked up. "Tyrone, have you landed?"
There was an unexpected silence, followed by an unfamiliar female voice. "I'm sorry. Tyrone is in the restroom. He will call you back later."
Before Sabrina could reply, the call was abruptly ended.
She stared at her phone in confusion.
As far as she knew, Tyrone didn't have a female assistant with him on this trip.
Staring at the blank screen, Sabrina anxiously awaited Tyrone's call.
Soon, ten minutes elapsed.
Tyrone didn't call her back.
Five minutes later, Sabrina called him again.
After a lengthy wait, the phone was finally answered, and a familiar male voice greeted her. "Sabrina?"
"Tyrone, where are you? We are waiting for you at the airport."
There was a pause on the line. "Sorry, I forgot to switch on my phone after landing. I've already left the airport."
Sabrina's joy faded instantly. "Then...I'll wait for you at home. There's something I need to discuss with you."
"Same here. I have something to discuss too."
"I'll ask the cook to prepare your favorite dishes for dinner."
"Eat without me. I have some other commitments. I'll be home later."
Trying to hide her disappointment, Sabrina agreed. "Alright."
As she was about to end the call, the woman's voice could be heard again. "Tyrone, I'm sorry. I forgot to inform you that Sabrina called."
Sabrina's heart skipped a beat, and a frown creased her forehead. Just as she was about to ask Tyrone about the woman on the phone, the call abruptly ended.
Gazing at the phone screen, Sabrina pursed her lips in disappointment. She turned to the driver and said, "Let's head back home."
The driver, sensing her distress, drove her back home.
Despite the turmoil, Sabrina forced herself to eat for the sake of her unborn baby.
The TV was on in the living room.
She sat on the sofa with a cushion in her arms and looked at her watch frequently. She was not in the mood to watch what was on TV at all.
By ten o'clock, fatigue had overtaken her, and she drifted off to sleep.
Suddenly, she felt herself being lifted.
Half-awake, Sabrina detected a familiar scent mixed with a hint of alcohol. "Tyrone?" she murmured.
Madisyn was stunned to discover that she was not her parents' biological child. Due to the real daughter's scheming, she was kicked out and became a laughingstock. Thought to be born to peasants, Madisyn was shocked to find that her real father was the richest man in the city, and her brothers were renowned figures in their respective fields. They showered her with love, only to learn that Madisyn had a thriving business of her own. "Stop pestering me!" said her ex-boyfriend. "My heart only belongs to Jenna." "How dare you think that my woman has feelings for you?" claimed a mysterious bigwig.
Allison fell in love with Ethan Iversen, the soon-to-be Alpha of the Moonlight Crown pack. She always wanted him to notice her. Meanwhile, Ethan was an arrogant Alpha who thought a weak Omega could not be his companion. Ethan's cousin, Ryan Iversen, who came back from abroad and was the actual heir of the pack, never tried to get the position nor did he show any interest in it. He was a popular playboy Alpha but when he came back to the pack, one thing captured his eyes and that was Allison.
Belinda thought after divorce, they would part ways for good - he could live his life on his own terms, while she could indulge in the rest of hers. However, fate had other plans in store. "My darling, I was wrong. Would you please come back to me?" The man, whom she once loved deeply, lowered his once proud head humbly. "I beg you to return to me." Belinda coldly pushed away the bouquet of flowers he had offered her and coolly replied, "It's too late. The bridge has been burned, and the ashes have long since scattered to the wind!"
Katie was forced to marry Dillan, a notorious ruffian. Her younger sister mocked her, "You're just an adopted daughter. Count your blessings for marrying him!" The world anticipated Katie's tribulations, but her married life unfurled with unexpected serenity. She even snagged a lavish mansion in a raffle! Katie jumped into Dillan's arms, credited him as her lucky charm. "No, Katie, it's you who brings me all this luck," Dillan replied. Then, one fateful day, Dillan's childhood friend came to her. "You're not worthy of him. Take this 50 million and leave him!" Katie finally grasped Dillan's true stature—the wealthiest man on the planet. That night, trembling with trepidation, she broached the subject of divorce with Dillan. However, with a domineering embrace, he told her, "I'd give you everything I have. Divorce is off the table!"
Janet was adopted when she was a kid -- a dream come true for orphans. However, her life was anything but happy. Her adoptive mother taunted and bullied her all her life. Janet got the love and affection of a parent from the old maid who raised her. Unfortunately, the old woman fell ill, and Janet had to marry a worthless man in place of her parents' biological daughter to meet the maid's medical expenses. Could this be a Cinderella's tale? But the man was far from a prince, except for his handsome appearance. Ethan was the illegitimate son of a wealthy family who lived a reckless life and barely made ends meet. He got married to fulfill his mother's last wish. However, on his wedding night, he had an inkling that his wife was different from what he had heard about her. Fate had united the two people with deep secrets. Was Ethan truly the man we thought he was? Surprisingly, he bore an uncanny resemblance to the impenetrable wealthiest man in the city. Would he find out that Janet married him in place of her sister? Would their marriage be a romantic tale or an utter disaster? Read on to unravel Janet and Ethan's journey.
On the day of the wedding, Brendan left me and went to find his true love. When I called him, he, who had always been gentle to me, showed impatience for the first time, saying, "It's just a wedding, I'll make it up to you when I get back." Feeling disheartened, I suggested calling off the wedding. Brendan thought I was just being stubborn, and in the face of friends' advice, he said, "It's okay, when she calms down, she will come find me." It wasn't until Edrence, the prince, posted our marriage certificate that Brendan suddenly went crazy and came knocking on my door. When he saw the man who opened the door, he was slightly stunned. And I, standing behind the man, with a blush still on my face, leaned forward and asked, "Nephew, what brings you to see your auntie so late?"