On Your Knees, Ex Husband

Vanessa's POV

My heart stopped the moment I walked into the CEO's office at Hayes Holdings

Not because of how sexy my beloved husband, Elliot Hayes looked as he sat on his office sofa, flaunting his finely chiseled chest but because—

There was a redhead right on his laps, straddling him and pressing her "heavily-packaged" boobs against his chest.

For a split second, I wanted to believe I was in the middle of some sick nightmare.

I did everything I could do— pinch my arms, rub my face, but the mentally gory scene remained.

A painful breath shuddered down my lungs. God!

Why did this have to happen now?

Just when I thought I could finally gain his attention with the happy news of being two months pregnant.

My bag slid out of my boneless grasp, landing on the floor with a muffled noise.

It wasn't until then that they noticed they had company. Unfortunately, nothing prepared me for their reaction.

Both Elliot and the woman didn't seem flustered at all. They were eerily calm as Elliot eased her off his lap and both of them pinned their gaze on me.

When I saw the woman's face, a shocked gasp tore out of my throat.

"Bernice!" I blurted.

She was the newest trainee staff in Hayes Holdings— the only staff I was close to, and equally, the only staff who knew I was married to Elliot.

"What are you doing here unannounced?" Elliot asked, his tone cold.

My throat went dry as I stared at him as though he had two heads. How could he speak so casually as if I hadn't just witnessed him cheating on me?

"Elliot, I need an explanation here!" I said firmly.

He rose and closed the space between us. "An explanation? How about you explain why you're just coming to work by this time?"

I exhaled incredulously. "Is this a joke? You sent me to Australia for the—"

"Really?" He cut me off. "How long did you think you could fool me for, Vannessa?"

His voice rose an octave.

"Oh now, you're back from having the best fuck of your life in Australia? Did they make you feel good? How did you feel after cheating on me?"

Shock was an understatement for what I felt. I was simply flabbergasted.

If I didn't feel like my heart was being torn apart, I would have laughed. Seriously? The cheater accusing me of cheating.

Anger rose within me. "Cheat on you? Are you partially demented? You forgot that you sent me to Australia to submit the bid due for the Le Dianne contract?"

"Don't you dare raise your voice at me!" He growled, his lips trembling furiously.

"The damn contract was signed yesterday. Why didn't you come back? Where the fuck were you last night?"

I was even more stunned now. Although Elliot never loved me or saw me more than his secretary, he had never used swear words on me throughout all the three years of our marriage.

I swallowed hard. "I was at the hospital. I spent the night there because they found that I'm—"

"Hospital?" He snapped. "Who do you think you're telling that to? A kid?"

He stormed to his desk and brought out a manilla envelope from one of its drawers.

"Were you also at the hospital when you were being fucked out of your brains?" He ground out as he slammed the envelope to the floor, the contents scattering around.

Bewildered, I bent to pick the scattered pictures. I exhaled sharply as I caught sight of my naked body cuddled between two burly men whose faces were blurred.