The Return of His Unrivaled Ex-Wife by Zara Gibbon

Chapter 217

Joanna clung to the sink in the restroom, heaving uncontrollably, nearly bringing up stomach acid.

For the past couple of days, she had been experiencing occasional bouts of nausea. She dismissed it as mere indigestion, not paying much attention to it.

But today, her vomiting became more intense!

“Oh my god, could I… be pregnant?”

Joanna’s heart sank, and she hurriedly splashed cold water on her forehead. Lately, she had been feeling sluggish and fatigued.

The symptoms seemed to match those of pregnancy!

However, since that night of having sex with Bruce, she had been worried about the possibility of getting pregnant. She had taken contraceptive pills, so she couldn’t fathom how this could have happened.

“No. I need to go to the hospital and get checked!” she resolved.

Joanna regained her composure and left the restroom, returning to the conference room.

“Miss Haynes, are you alright?” someone asked.

“Do you need us to take you to the hospital?” another inquired.

Joanna paused for a moment, her expression serious. I’m sorry, I’m feeling unwell. Let’s end the meeting for today.”

“Alright! Since we’re not making any progress today, let’s wrap it up,” someone replied.

Joanna didn’t say anything more. She grabbed her bag and swiftly left the company.

As she sat in her car, restlessness consumed her. She silently prayed that it wasn’t true.

She had to hurry to the hospital to confirm if she was actually pregnant.

Half an hour later, Joanna arrived at a private maternity and child hospital.

Before long, the nurse provided her with a pregnancy test kit and drew blood for the examination.

After a while, the results were ready.

“Ms. Haynes, you’re pregnant!” the nurse informed her.

Upon hearing the news, Joanna felt as if lightning had struck her.

How could she be pregnant at this time?

What should she do?

“I remember taking birth control pills. Could there have been a mistake?”

*Contraceptive pills aren’t completely foolproof. Based on this test, you are indeed pregnant.

Joanna listened, staring blankly at the doctor, struggling to regain her composure.

She didn’t want to have Bruce’s child again.

“The baby is only three weeks old. Should I prescribe some folic acid for you?”

“No, it’s not necessary!” Joanna vehemently shook her head, rejecting the offer, and hastily left the hospital.

“What am I going to do? How did this happen out of nowhere?” she wondered.

Joanna walked out of the hospital in a daze, her heart heavy, heading towards the parking lot.

sleek Rolls–Royce pulled

and she was forcefully dragged inside!

“Ah-

doing?” Joanna’s heart pounded with fear, thinking

Bruce sat in the backseat, his expression icy cold, legs casually crossed on the spacious leather

seeing Bruce, Joanna felt a slight sense of relief. “Bruce,

straight ahead, holding a wine glass in his

hell is

on her bag. “Show me your medical report!”

and snapped, “Why should

her bag, extracting the test

and stop snooping around my things!” Joanna lunged forward, attempting to

one hand, while with

words “Early Pregnancy” were clearly

a casual tone, he remarked. “So

of your business!” Joanna sat up, seething

again?” Bruce sneered, mocking her with his

“Don’t flatter yourself. Who said this child is

“If it’s not mine, then

her eyes. “What’s

I want to get out!”

let you out once everything

you taking me now?”

gaze coldly fixed

unable to make sense of

touch as she

rejected her, “Not a chance!

eyes on the kids until everything

felt anger welling up inside her upon hearing

custody

have the right to see my children! I’m entitled

retorted, “You’ll only see them if I allow it. If I refuse, you have no right to see them!”

fury as she clenched her teeth and challenged, “What exactly do you want?”

really… Just to witness your downfall!” Bruce said with a gloomy tone, a

burning in his heart, he had no intention of

intense animosity couldn’t be extinguished,

confidence wavered, well aware of Bruce’s lasting resentment. “I’m truly sorry about

in your

and she rubbed her temples in

you? You must be

would be futile. It would be best not to get

over and let me out she said to the

ignore her, showing no intention

silent, and the driver didn’t dare to stop without

it again, let me out of

reaction, and the driver continued

clenched her teeth and made a bold

grabbed her arm, and pulled her into his embrace. “What do you

out, I’ll jump out

still have an inflated sense

want to get out of this car!”

her gaze and couldn’t help but feel a flicker of compromise

stop the car!” he commanded.

brought the car to a halt.

car door, and stepped out onto

slamming his