The Gold Digger Remarried: The Tycoon's Regretful Madness

I clutched my agonizing stomach, curled up in the passenger seat on the way to the hospital for an abnormal fetal heartbeat.

Julian’s first love, Celeste, insisted on driving to an isolated trail, only for their tire to get punctured.

I tried to stop Julian, who was frantic and about to turn the car around, suggesting we call roadside assistance.

Instead, he slapped me hard across the face.

Usually so composed, his voice raw with fury, he roared at me, “Willow, are you even human? Celeste is stranded out there, terrified, in a place she doesn’t know, and you’re still making a scene?”