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.

Rolls–Royce pulled

open, and she was forcefully dragged

“Ah-

do you think you’re doing?” Joanna’s heart

the car, Bruce sat in the backseat, his expression icy cold,

felt a slight sense of relief. “Bruce, what’s

his hand and took

Joanna gritted her teeth. “Why the hell is any

and landed on her bag. “Show me your

“Why should

Bruce reached out to snatch her bag, extracting the test results

snooping around my things!” Joanna lunged forward, attempting

the seat with one hand, while with the other, he examined the

words “Early Pregnancy” were clearly visible in

a casual tone, he remarked. “So you’re

your business!” Joanna sat up,

have my child again?”

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

his handsome face oozing disdain. “If it’s not mine, then whose

defiantly rolled her eyes.

car! I want to

you out once everything is clear!” Bruce

taking

silent, his gaze coldly fixed outside the

in turmoil, unable to make

Her demeanor softened a touch

smirked coldly and firmly rejected her, “Not

the kids

hearing this, and she

granted custody of

you have custody, I still have the right to see my children! I’m entitled

them if I allow it. If I refuse, you have no right

with fury as she clenched her teeth and challenged,

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

hatred burning in his heart, he had

intense animosity couldn’t be extinguished, he would never forgive her.

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

can find it in

him, and she rubbed her temples

you? You must be

realizing that trying to reason with him would be futile. It

over and let me out she said

to completely ignore her, showing no intention of stopping the

silent, and the driver didn’t dare to

let me out of this damn car!”

and

made a

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

let me out,

inflated sense of self,

more empty talk. I want to get out of this car!” Joanna’s gaze was sharp and

couldn’t help but feel

stop the car!” he

brought the car to a halt.

bag, popped open the car door, and stepped

his seat in frustration!