Too Late, CEO: Meet Your Hacker Son

I was pregnant with my billionaire husband's child. I went to the hospital to share the news, only to find him unexpectedly awake from his six-month coma.

But instead of joy, he looked at me with cold, dead eyes and threw a divorce agreement in my face.

"Sign it. Our marriage was a mistake," he ordered, threatening me with a fate worse than death.

Terrified by his cruelty, I fled, only to collapse in a pool of blood. I went into premature labor and was told by the doctor that one of my twin boys didn't make it.