All Chapters of A Repentant Ex-Husband: Come Back To Me, My Love: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Natalia sat with her hands clasped in her lap, trying to calm herself.She knew something was wrong from the moment she first felt dizzy, but the test results were beyond anything she could have imagined.She looked at the doctor, still unable to process the words she had just heard.“You’re pregnant, Natalia,” the doctor said calmly, as if he hadn’t just dropped a bombshell on her life.Natalia’s heart seemed to stop for a second.It was the last thing she expected to hear. She felt Daniel’s hands on hers—warm, firm—trying to offer her support.“Pregnant?” she repeated, her voice barely a whisper. The words felt strange coming out of her mouth.Daniel, sitting beside her, looked at her with a mixture of surprise and concern.“Is it Simon’s?” he asked, though he already seemed to know the answer.Natalia nodded slowly, still in shock. Her thoughts returned to that one night she’d spent with Simon, a night he didn’t remember—or claimed not to remember.The moment flashed through her mi

Simon rushed over to Isabella, driven by a protective instinct.“What happened?!” he asked, his voice trembling with concern as his hands searched for injuries.“She hit me,” Isabella accused, her voice trembling with emotion and pain. “Natalia hit me in the stomach! My baby…”“This will work,” he thought, as a silent laugh formed in his mind.Stunned, Natalia shook her head, struggling to find words amid the chaos.“That’s not true!” she exclaimed, shaking her head emphatically. “I didn’t do anything to her!”Simon interrupted her, feeling his patience running out.“Shut up already!” he shouted, lifting Isabella into his arms with palpable determination. “We need a doctor!” he yelled, his voice echoing down the hallway.Natalia felt her heart was about to burst out of her chest.While Simon called the doctor, she grabbed her phone and dialed Daniel’s number, her mind spinning in a whirlwind of despair.“Daniel, I need your help. Isabella is… she’s…” The words caught in her throat.“W

Present day. A few days later…Isabella walked through the room in her house, her elegant silk dress brushing the floor with every nervous step.The spacious room was bathed in the soft afternoon light, reflecting off the delicate linen curtains adorning the windows. But the calm outside could not quell the internal storm brewing in her mind.Although she had achieved what she so desired—Simon was finally on her side, completely distrusting Natalia—a knot of uncertainty continued to torment her.She stopped in front of the full-length mirror, observing herself. She knew she was beautiful—the woman who had managed to win Simon over—but for how long?She pressed her lips together, feeling a pang of insecurity. Simon was blinded now, yes, by the loss of that child who was never born, a child she would never have let be born.But what if that blindness didn’t last? What if at some point he realized the truth? She shook her head, trying to push those thoughts away.“No, he won’t find out,”

The dim light in the apartment barely illuminated Natalia’s face as she breathed heavily, overcome by a nervous breakdown that shook her relentlessly.She had called Delia in a broken, trembling voice, seeking a little support from her friend as she felt the weight of loneliness closing in on her until it threatened to suffocate her.Delia, sitting beside her, stroked her back in an attempt to calm her, though her own thoughts seemed clouded by the fear that Simon had sown everywhere.“Natalia, you need to try to calm down,” Delia said in a soft but firm tone. “If you let this consume you, you’re giving Simon more power over you.” You know what he wants.“Calm down?” Natalia turned toward her, her face flushed from tears and anguish. “Delia, I have a lump in my chest… it rises up to my throat and I can barely breathe when I think of Simon’s threats. Every time I close my eyes, I see his damn smile, convinced he’s going to win.“That jerk isn’t going to get anywhere,” her friend tried

Natalia woke up slowly, feeling the weight of her body as if she had been underwater for hours. Beside her, Daniel watched her with a mixture of relief and concern in his eyes.“How are you feeling?” he asked gently, taking her hand in his.She nodded weakly, but the words that came out of her mouth were almost a whisper.“I still feel like all of this is going to swallow me whole,” she sighed heavily. “Simon won’t stop just because of a complaint. I know him, Daniel; he’ll find a way to keep pushing.”Daniel gently squeezed her hand, trying to convey strength through the touch.“If he tries, I’ll put him in jail,” he said with a determined voice. “You’re not alone in this, Natalia. You don’t have to face all of this on your own.”But the fear in her eyes wouldn’t fade.She knew all too well how Simon’s mind worked, and as much as she wanted to believe she was protected, fear coiled in her chest like a snake.“I know you’re trying, Daniel, but… I’m scared of what he might do to the ba