Hidden Pregnancy: The CEO Ex-husband's Regret

The night was late, the clock ticking toward midnight.

Olivia sat blankly at the table, staring at the cold food in front of her.

On the TV, was her husband, Luca, who was celebrating with Windy, congratulating her on winning the dance competition championship.

Luca, who usually kept a stern face, looked soft and gentle, his eyes full of affection as he gazed at Windy.

The screen froze at that moment when the reporter added a caption: [Vettel Group CEO's Sweet Moment with Girlfriend, Wedding Bells in the Air?]

Olivia's lips curved into a bitter smile. So, Luca didn't come home because he was with Windy.

For the past three years, no matter how hard she tried, Luca remained cold and distant toward her. But with Windy, he was always patient and caring.

Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the door opening.

At 12:20 a.m., Luca finally came home.

With his broad shoulders, narrow waist, tall frame, and long legs, Luca's deep blue eyes reminded her of the Siberian sea.

He ignored Olivia sitting at the table and walked straight to the sofa, where he sat.

Olivia stood up. "I'll run a bath for you!"

"Wait," Luca said, looking at her. "We need to talk."

Hearing him say that she immediately had a bad feeling.

"Olivia, let's get a divorce," Luca said, a strange mix of emotions stirring in him as the words came out.

Three years of marriage had been a burden for both of them. It was time to end it.

He handed her the divorce papers he had prepared long ago.

"Look, our marriage was just some corporate merger bullshit our families cooked up. We can't stand each other and we're both miserable. Let's just cut our losses." He stopped for a beat. "But there's this family gathering next month. Let's hold off on making it official until after the party's over. Linus has been pretty sick lately, and I don't want to stress the old man out."

Linus was Luca's grandfather.

Olivia took the papers, seeing Luca's signature already on them. A mix of grievance and anger surged in her heart. "Is this because of Windy? Do you want to divorce me to marry her?"

Luca was stunned for a moment, then frowned. "Don't talk nonsense. Windy has always been like a little sister to me!"

A sister? What kind of brother-sister relationship is that when you're not even related by blood?

And Windy was actually her half-sister, born to a different mother.

Years ago, Olivia's father had an affair, and her mother took her and left in anger. During the lowest point of her life, she met Luca and secretly loved him for ten whole years.

She thought they'd never cross paths, but Linus chose her to be Luca's wife.

Olivia believed that if she loved him with all her heart, he would definitely come to understand how she felt.

But after three years—everything she did, all her feelings—turned out to be a joke.

The person Luca loved from the very beginning was Windy, her father's illegitimate daughter.

"A sister? That's just an excuse to cover up your disgusting relationship! You just want to get rid of me to be with Windy."

"Olivia!" Luca couldn't believe how vicious her thoughts were. "You're a woman—you should get how much reputation matters to a girl. Have some decency and quit running your mouth. Don't trash Windy's name like that!"

Luca didn't want to argue anymore. He stood up, grabbed his suit jacket from the sofa, and headed for the door. "My lawyer will handle the rest with you. If you have any demands about the property, tell him. I'll try my best to meet them."

Olivia clenched her fists. Moments later, she chased after Luca, who was already at the door. "If you walk out of this door I'll call the reporters right now and tell them you're impotent!"

Luca spun around, his eyes practically shooting fire. "When have I ever been impotent?"

Olivia's heart ached, but her words were still sharp. "Three years of marriage and you've never slept with me. If that's not impotence, then what is?"

Even someone with a well—controlled temper would be furious at this. Luca gritted his teeth. "Olivia, I've already said I'll do my best to satisfy you with the property. What else are you on about?"

Olivia suppressed her anger, trying to keep her voice calm. "Forget it. Let's have dinner first."

Her sudden change in attitude made Luca frown. "What are you up to now?"

He was ready for a fight, but now she was acting like everything just suddenly became alright?

She seemed calm, which was unnatural.

"We've been married for years now. Can't you have a meal with me?" Olivia turned and went into the kitchen.

Ten minutes later, she brought out a bowl of steaming creamy mushroom soup, paired with two slices of golden, crispy garlic bread.

"Yesterday was your and we didn't get the chance to celebrate it. Luckily, it's not yet too late. Luca, happy birthday!"

Luca held her gaze for a long moment, his deep blue eyes betraying a swirl of emotions he couldn't hide.

Olivia smiled faintly. "What, are you afraid I poisoned it? Are you that scared?"

Luca couldn't stand being provoked. He picked up the utensils in front of him.

Olivia kept smiling as she watched him eat everything, and also as his eyes started to lose focus.

"What did you put in this food?" Luca asked, clinging to his last bit of clarity.

Olivia got up and straddled him. "I want you to fulfill your duties as a husband."

Though married to him for years, she had never once known his touch.

Now that they were getting divorced, she wanted to make up for all the frustration she had endured over the years!

She wanted to have sex with Luca!

"You're insane!" Luca's eyes were filled with rage.

Olivia ignored him. She reached out to untie his tie, leaning down to kiss his throat.

A low groan escaped, and Luca instinctively gripped her waist.

Olivia's kisses trailed downward until she unbuckled his belt. Before she could go further, Luca grabbed her and pulled her up.

Her struggles were drowned out by his rough movements. She only felt her clothes being torn off.

Before she could even gasp, he thrust his thick length forcefully inside her.

"You asked for it!" Luca bit her shoulder, his large hands gripping her chest as his movements below grew faster.

An hour later, they finally parted.

Olivia, her body sore and weak, managed to get up.

"Your skills are really not that great, Luca," she mocked, her body still trembling.

No man could tolerate being told he's bad in bed. Luca grabbed her and pinned her down. "Forgot how you begged me in bed just now? Let me remind you."

Olivia slapped his hand away. "Aren't you afraid of betraying your dear Windy?"

At the mention of Windy, Luca stopped.

Olivia felt a sharp stab in her heart as she looked at his face. "Luca, you jerk!"