Chased by my Ex Husband novel Chapter 12

Ethan

What if…

What if the child was mine?

My body stiffens. I stand in front of the wall-sized window in my office, glaring at the gardener tending to the flowers.

Those flowers, the red roses, are Grace’s favorite flowers. I hate the fragrance of roses. But for her, I didn’t mind filling my garden with them.

Yet, she cheated on me. Betrayed me. Lied to me.

But what if…

The child is mine?

My throat constricts. Grace’s cold stare flashes before my eyes. These days, she looks like a feral fox instead of the cute kitten from before.

How dare she act like that after what she did to me?

She has no shame, no sense of remorse for her actions.

Then how can I believe for a moment that the tears she sheds and the way she says that the baby in her womb was mine are not lies too?

The housekeeper did report that she took pills every morning religiously.

But I don’t fucking understand why.

She stole me from Lily. Got me involved with her. I was happy with her.

Then why did she keep cheating on me and take the morning after-pills?

Maybe, those pills were for her lovers and not me.

Fire unfurls in my belly as I regard that thought. I slam my fist into the wall, pain spreading in my fingers.

A knock sounds on my study room’s office before Josh slips inside quietly. I clench my fist tighter, taking it off the wall.

“ Did you investigate that woman again? ” I inquire.

“ The housekeeper, Serena insists that she saw Mrs. Calder taking the pills herself. There are bills under her name and she was seen in the CCTV footage of the pharmacy, Boss. ” Josh informs.

An invisible hand grips my heart. I have checked the facts several times, hoping for foul play to prove my so-called wife innocent.

But she is not.

She slept with a dozen men.

And carried someone else’s child.

My glare on the roses hardens. After everything I gave her, and the way I cherished her, she stabbed my heart.

Not once but so many times that it feels like my heart is permanently damaged, like my trust has shattered.

I can’t even find joy in the woman I love. Lily. I should be delighted with her, but right now, the mention of her name gets on my nerves.

“ Tell the gardener to rip every fucking rose out of that garden and dump it into the trash. ” I hiss.

“ Are you sure, Boss? It’s a rare breed of roses, pure blood in color and more fragrant— ”

“ Rip them to shreds. ” I cut in, fire burning along my veins.

I don’t want to hear how I chose those flowers after carefully examining every breed of red roses. Just because I wanted to give her the best of everything.

“ On it, Boss. ” Josh replies.

The door opens and closes after he leaves. I take in a deep breath, unclenching my fists.

Before I can relax, the door bursts open.

“ Ms. Whitlock! You can’t go in there like this. ”

I glance over my shoulder. Lily is panting, her eyes watching me intently.