The Pregnant Wife Left Her CEO

"Emily Johnson, don't even think about escaping!" Alex growled, gripping her chin. Emily’s cheeks flushed crimson, her voice stubborn. "Aren't you just unwilling to let go?" Alex sneered, "How long has it been since the divorce, and you've already forgotten the rules? Your body remembers me well enough. Now, take it." His massive, vein-ridged member, terrifying in size and radiating heat, slapped against Emily’s face. Alex let out a cold laugh. "Don't even dream of leaving me, baby. You can only be mine." —— During their three-year contract marriage, Emily thought she couldn't warm Alex’s heart because he was naturally cold. It wasn't until she saw him accompanying Grace to a prenatal checkup—treating her with such tenderness that he couldn't bear to see her suffer even a slight grievance—that Emily finally understood. He wasn't incapable of love; he just didn't love her. Emily calmly signed the divorce papers and took her own pregnancy report with her when she left. But after Emily vanished completely, Alex went insane, scouring the entire city for her. When they finally met again, Alex’s eyes were bloodshot, his voice hoarse. "Emily, I was wrong... please, come back to me."