Mr Ceo’s Pregnant Ex-Wife - Chapter 203

When Lucas left, I lay down on the bed, my head resting on the elevated pillows at the headboard. My thoughts are preoccupied as my curious eyes surveyed the room.

The room gave me a different vibe. It feels like it doesn’t belong to me and that I haven’t been here before.

My wandering gaze pulled into a stop at the left side of the room where a large portrait of a woman stood. A woman with red copper curls gloriously tumbling down her shoulders was seated elegantly in a throne-like chair.

Her bright amber eyes stared back at me and a sudden chill ran down my spine. It was unexpected, and I couldn’t explain the feeling.

The woman in the portrait was me. But there was something about her which tell me I wasn’t her. Just for example the silk night gown she was wearing, leaving nothing to the imagination. I was so sure that I would never wear a revealing outfit like that even if someone would put a shotgun on my head.

Staring at her face feels like I’m staring straight into the very eyes of a stranger. Strange, I thought to myself as I tore my gaze off it.

The commotion coming from the corridor pierced through my bubble of thoughts and it erupted to the air. The sound of voices arguing in the corridor were getting louder and louder but when the steps walked past my room, the voices fell into a hush until it gradually faded to the distance.

Curious, I snatched my crutches which were only within my reach, leaning on the side of the bed where the night table stood. The butler had placed it there before Lucas carried me inside the room and placed me on the bed.

Very carefully, I walked towards the door in crutches and slightly pulled the door open. My eyes went wide and my mouth oarted open upon what I saw.

A tall, voluptuous woman, with a shapely figure of a model, garbed in an elegant satin dress, had her hands wrapped around my husband’s arms and they were heading to the room next to mine.

A dull ache hit my chest at the sight and I closed the door. I let go the breath I didn’t know I was holding while leaning my back on the wall.

After taking a deep, calming breath, I hurriedly made my way to the adjoining door. When I turned the knob I discovered it was open sonI hastily entered inside.

The master’s bedroom greeted my sight when I stepped inside. I was able to conceal myself behind the thick, dark curtains that covered the floor to ceiling window before the door flung open and fur Lucas furiously strode inside.

The moment the door closed and they got inside, the woman wrapped her arms around his neck but he swung his head to the side and the kiss landed on his cheeks. “What are you doing here.” He began, his tone laced with fury. He unwrapped the woman’s hand from his neck and took a few steps away to put distance between them.

The woman pouted. Looking at her now, I realize she was beautiful with aristocratic features. Not only that she has a body to die for. Based on how she flung her arms around my husband, I could only assume they’re lovers.

I ignored the sharp pain in my chest.

“I heard your wife died in the accident. I’m here to pay my condolences.” She answered and a gasp nearly broke from my lips but I was able to hold it before they found out I was eavesdropping.

“You heard the wrong news, Scarlet. I don’t need your condolences.” He said rather harshly..”

The woman he called Scarlet gasped.

“What do you mean? Your bitch of a wife is still alive. Alexandria didn’t die?” Based on how she said the words, it’s as if she’s disappointed that my journey to the afterlife was postponed.

“Yes.” He replied, not supplying the details which she was expectantly waiting to hear from him.

Disappointed, her shoulders fell.

“Lucas, you know how much I love you and I can’t bear to loose you…. You will ask her for divorce, won’t you?” Her voice trembled, tears gathered at the corner of her eyes as she slowly made her way to where he stood. “You will marry me then, won’t you?”

His jaw clenched. His expression darkened. “I told you I will divorce her, but marrying you was out of the story.” He said coldly. For the first time, I felt sorry for the woman named Scarlet.

“Dam you Lucas!” She erupted, cheeks flushing furiously. Her closed fists jamming against his chest but he captured her fingers and held her hand tightly. “You still love her don’t you?” She aded, screaming.

The question made me flinch behind the curtain. I sucked in a breath as I waited for his response.

Did he still love me after everything I did? I too want to know the answer.

“No I don’t. The love and respect I feel for her vanished three years ago after I married her and discover who she really was behind her innocent disguise.” The sharpness in his tone dug straight to my heart.

I bit my lower lip and bit back the tears. I know he would say it but I was hoping he would blurt out a different response.

“Then why don’t you want to marry me?” The woman asked, staring straight at his piercing glare.

“Because I don’t want to.” He said firmly and with finality. “Now that we finished this discussion I want you out of my house. Now.” The words were spoken calmly but it was filled with threat.

“Damn you, Lucas!” She growled before marching to the door with her fists still closed.

The next thing I knew the door slammed shut.

Lucas, expelled a sigh, turned to the direction of curtains where I stood and said, “How about you join me, dear wife?”

Bloody hell! I’ve just been caught.