Discarded by the Billionaire:My Second Chance with His Rival

Natalie's POV

In the third year of our marriage, my husband threw me to the wolves to take the fall for his first love.

And right at that moment, an ultrasound report confirming I was eight weeks pregnant sat quietly in my purse.

Late at night, the Maybach cruised down an empty elevated highway under a torrential downpour.

Through the leather of my bag, my fingers gently traced the thin sheet of paper.

After three years of walking on eggshells in this marriage, this tiny life felt like a fragile glimmer of dawn.