His Discarded Bride Walked Away With Billions
Language: en
On the way to my prenatal appointment, Harrison Ward’s car phone rang over the speakers. The voice that filtered through the bespoke cabin was breathless, delicate, and entirely sure of its welcome. "I’m back, Harrison. Divorce her. Please." Harrison didn’t answer. He didn't flinch, didn't curse, didn't even shift his gaze from the grey sprawl of the highway. He simply extended one long, manicured finger and tapped the screen, severing the connection with cold efficiency. I sat in the passenger seat, my hand resting instinctively over the slight warmth of my lower abdomen, and fool that I…