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.

a sleek Rolls–Royce pulled up just before she could reach her own car.

door swung open, and she was forcefully dragged inside!

“Ah-

do you think you’re doing?” Joanna’s heart pounded with fear, thinking she was

his expression icy cold, legs

slight sense of relief. “Bruce, what’s your angle?”

gaze fixed straight ahead, holding a wine glass in his hand and took a

“Why the hell is any of this your business?”

and landed on her bag. “Show me your medical

shielded her bag and snapped, “Why should I show it to

to snatch her bag, extracting the test results from

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

Bruce pinned her against the seat with one hand, while with the other, he examined the test report.

words “Early Pregnancy” were clearly visible in the

casual tone, he remarked. “So

business!” Joanna sat up, seething

secretly have my child again?” Bruce

“Don’t flatter yourself. Who said this child

raised an eyebrow, his handsome face oozing disdain. “If it’s not mine,

rolled her eyes. “What’s it to you?

car! I want

out once everything is

you taking

gaze coldly

unable to

situation. Her demeanor softened a touch as she pleaded, “Can I see the

and firmly rejected her, “Not a

won’t lay eyes on the kids until everything is

welling up inside her upon hearing

been granted custody of

see my children! I’m entitled

allow it.

as she clenched her teeth and challenged, “What exactly do

witness your downfall!” Bruce said with a gloomy tone, a wicked

a deep–seated hatred burning in his heart, he had no intention of showing kindness!

be extinguished, he would never forgive her.

lasting resentment. “I’m truly sorry

in

and she

you? You must be dreaming!”

a deep breath, realizing that trying to reason with him would be futile. It would be best not to get

me out she said to

her, showing no intention of

silent, and the driver didn’t dare to

say it again, let me out

reaction, and the driver continued

teeth and made a

pulled her into his embrace. “What do you think you’re doing?”

won’t let me out,

his brows tightly. “Joanna, you still have an inflated sense of self, always provoking my anger

of this car!” Joanna’s

met her gaze and couldn’t help but feel a flicker

stop the car!”

driver promptly pulled over and brought

bag, popped open the car door, and stepped out onto

cursed, slamming his seat in