Jilted Wife Returns As A Billionaire Heiress

Jilted Wife Returns As A Billionaire Heiress.

NOVEL STATUS: ON GOING

PUBLISHED CHAPTERS: 200+ CHAPTERS

Jilted Wife Returns As A Billionaire Heiress – Sneak Peek

A sharp, piercing cry sliced through the sterile air of the delivery room, followed immediately by another.

Chloe Hayes’s vision swam. Sweat pasted strands of hair to her temples. Exhaustion pressed down on her bones like a physical weight, but the sound of her babies’ cries was a tether to life. Hot, thick tears blurred the already hazy lights above her.

With a kind expression, the midwife placed the two warm little babies on Chloe’s chest. They were surprisingly solid. A tiny heartbeat thumped against her own exhausted one. A wave of love, so fierce it felt like a physical blow, crashed over her and stole what little breath she had left.

The midwife’s voice was a soothing balm. “You’ve given birth to a pair of adorable twins, a boy and a girl. Both are perfectly healthy.”

Chloe smiled weakly, trying to catch a glimpse of her babies, now surrounded by the midwives.

Outside the delivery room, a nurse called out, “Where is Chloe Hayes’s family? Where are Chloe Hayes’s parents?”

She called again and again, but no one answered.

On the hospital bed, Chloe’s face grew even paler at the sound.

Had Julian really not come?

Even though they were divorcing, he was still the children’s biological father. That was why she had called him before entering the delivery room.

Completely exhausted and weak, she lay in the bed as the doctor and nurse quickly wheeled her to the ward.

𝗥𝗼𝗺𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹𝘀 𝗼𝗻 𝗴𝗮𝗹𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹𝘀.𝗰𝗼𝗺

It was not the private VIP ward Julian had promised her, but an ordinary multi-person room.

The room was crowded. Besides her, three other women lay in the remaining beds, each attended by several family members. Some were looking after their wives, some leaned over cribs to watch their children, and some new fathers held their babies and murmured comfort. Everyone wore a happy smile.

A sense of icy humiliation swept through Chloe’s entire body.

She had given birth suddenly, and now there was no one to take care of her. She couldn’t look after the babies on her own, and the nurses couldn’t be there all the time. So she decided to call Julian for help.

A nurse handed Chloe her phone. Her trembling fingers fumbled across the screen until she found Julian Sterling’s name in her contacts. The sharp-looking business photo he used as his profile picture seemed to mock her.

She took a deep, shaky breath and pressed the call button.

The sound that answered wasn’t his voice. It was the cacophony of a party: loud music, the clinking of glasses, a swell of laughter.

Then came his voice, sharp and impatient. “Chloe? What is it? I’m busy.”

The coldness in his tone was a familiar ache. She squeezed her eyes shut and forced the words out. “Julian, the babies… have been born.”

A beat of silence followed, just long enough for a sliver of hope to flicker in her chest.

Then it was extinguished. “Okay. Send the details to my assistant.”

Before she could form a reply, a woman’s laugh, high and melodious, echoed close to the receiver. It was a laugh she recognized from countless celebrity news segments. Amelia Hayes.

Julian’s voice returned, layered with a dismissive politeness that was worse than outright anger. “I have to go. We’re celebrating Amelia’s new movie deal.”

The line went dead.

The dial tone buzzed in her ear, a relentless, mechanical sound that felt like it was drilling into her skull. Chloe’s hand fell limp, and the phone slipped from her grasp onto the starchy white sheets.

The tears finally came. They were not loud, hysterical sobs but silent, wracking tremors that shook her entire body. She curled onto her side, facing the wall, and pressed her face into the thin pillow to muffle the sound. She couldn’t bear the thought of the woman on the other side of the curtain hearing her.

A boisterous family spilled in, their happy chatter filling the small space.

“Look at the one in the next bed,” a middle-aged woman said in a stage whisper. “So pitiful. She gave birth and her husband isn’t even here.”

A younger girl replied, “Isn’t that Chloe Hayes? The one who married into the Sterling family?”

“That’s the one!” the woman confirmed, dropping her voice conspiratorially. “The papers are saying Julian is going to divorce her for that actress, Amelia Hayes.”

“I heard Amelia’s pregnant too,” the girl added. “This is going to be some drama.”

Each word was a fresh cut. Pity and malice, a cruel cocktail served by strangers.

In truth, not many people knew about their marriage, because Julian had always refused to bring her into his life.

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