Mr Ceo's Pregnant Ex-Wife

Fierce fear gripped through my heart, my air passage tightened and suspended my breath. My knuckles turned pale as my clutch tightened its pressure on the rectangular table, clinging to it for dear life. Impatiently, I waited for the doctor to erupt the news like a volcanic blast.

"Please Doc, tell me the truth. Am I dying?"

Striking brown eyes framed by thick eyelashes stared intently at me. Doc Tara, the stunning doctor of St. Luke's Hospital, said nothing. Her fingers nervously smoothened the curls of her gorgeous blonde hair as if buying some time to think how she would drop the news.

The silence that wrapped the air with suspense grew thicker. The deafening silence was making me anxious. I stared at the Doctor with wide, inquiring eyes, impatiently waiting to hear the news that I'm quite sure will turn my whole world upside down.

"Can I talk to your husband?" She said instead, making my pulse rate quicker. Is my condition that worst that the doctor needed my ex-husband's assistance? 

Doctor Tara, who was considered a close family friend of the Greyson's was not informed about the divorce. Her husband worked in my ex-husband's company. It was surprising to learn that the heart-wrenching news did not reach her. 

Not that she was to blame, few were aware that I was married to Ace Carter Greyson, and that includes my workmates who will never speak the truth in fear of endangering their lives. The handsome billionaire was no ordinary man, a snap of his fingers could destroy their entire lives….Just like what she did to me, I thought bitterly.

"You could just tell me straight away without him." I snapped irritably which I regretted instantly when the Doctor looked away, guilt flickering her eyes.

Her gaze lingered into the white vase longer than needed and I almost feared she had forgotten that I was there. Her expression provided me no clue to what she feels deep within. If only I can read someone's mind then she wouldn't have difficulty breaking the news.

I have never been this scared before. I wished this was just a nightmare and soon I would wake up from inside my tiny room by the rattle of pans and plates as mom rushed to make breakfast for us before she left for work. If only that was the truth, instead of this horrifying ordeal I can never run away.

"I'm sorry but my ex-husband couldn't make it here," I whispered bravely. When I did not stutter I nearly applauded myself.

"It would be better if he was with you." She suggested.

Her eyes finally met mine. I saw how sobered she looked. Her tone was urgent as she spoke. I knew that moment that my condition was no joke.

"Please tell me now." I was desperate for answers. If pleading will make her tell the truth then I will beg until she tells me the news. 

"I'm worried for you...." She said softly, concern were etched on her face.

I cleared my throat. "A-Ace c-couldn't possibly come here." I paused to swallow the trembling in my voice. "Today was his wedding day." The last words choked me painfully.

She was dumbfounded. For five straight minutes, she wasn't able to say a word. Her silence gave me the opportunity to continue.

"Ace and I were divorced... That was approximately four months ago. He moved on with wife number two. As I said, today was his wedding day." I added without breaking into tears. I even finished the words with flying colors. I made sure I filled in the crucial information she needed.

I stared out of the window and looked forward to a breath of fresh air. Inside the room, there were only the two of us but it felt crowded with the heavy atmosphere. I tried to ignore the dread I'm hiding but I couldn't just act like it didn't exist.

"I was not informed." Doctor Tara said when her composure was recovered. Her beautiful brown eyes couldn't deny how the astounding news appalled her. 

I shifted my gaze back to her and smiled. "That's no surprise Doc. Ace and his whole family were busy with the wedding preparations." 

"I'm so sorry about your divorce." The good doctor offered her sympathy which I only smiled in return. 

"I'm not sorry. It was a blessing in disguise." I replied, shocked by how I dealt with the situation with class and composure.

Doc Tara cleared her throat. I braced myself for the bad news when she finally retrieved the brown envelope from the drawer.

"Do you remember the day you begin to suffer from appetite loss, vomiting, tender breasts, and dizziness?" She began, forcing the words out in the calmest way possible and without tearing her gaze off me.

"Am I pregnant Doc?" My face sobered, the topic was no longer amusing. I stared at her with fearful eyes.

"There's worse than that Phoenix." For the first time since I arrived at her office, the doctor addressed my name.

"Dammit, Doc! Just tell me the result. I'm gonna die from a heart attack if you don't just spill the truth." I snapped when I couldn't bear the suspense anymore.

Doc Tara took a deep long breath and broke the news like a bomb. "You're both pregnant...and in critical condition!!!"