Mr Ceo's Pregnant Ex-wife

I gazed at the necklace in awe, tears fell down my flushed cheeks. Hastily, I wiped it away before the child could notice and inquire about my tears. I didn't want Niall to witness my sorrow, fearing that he might feel the same way. It was too painful for me to bear.

I took the necklace from the velvet box and held it up, admiring its beauty carefully. The child is so thoughtful, remembering to give me a gift. It makes me more guilty to explain to him that I'll be gone from the house and will probably never return.

Gently, I put it around my neck. The cool silver chain rested against my skin, the stones creating a dazzling display of color in the soft light of the room. It was the first and probably the last gift I received from him and I will forever treasure it.

"It looks perfect on you, Mom." he said softly, his eyes shining with pride. "I knew you would like it."

I reached up to touch his cheeks and whispered, my voice thick with emotion. "Thank you, Niall….This is so beautiful. I'm sorry because I haven't brought you a gift."

"It's okay mom. I don't need any gift. I already received many gifts during my birthday and I don't usually use any of them. And daddy, he can buy me anything as long as I ask him. Just having you here mom is enough for me. You are all I want." He replied and enveloped me in a warm hug.

I held onto him, feeling the warmth of his embrace seeping into my soul. At that moment, how I truly wished that he was my son and that I can take him with me wherever I go. Sadly, he didn't come from me so I have to let go of the idea of being with him until I grow old.

I dreaded the moment when I would have to tell him about my decision. The weight of guilt settled heavily on my shoulders. How could I break his little heart?

"Niall, there's something I must tell you." I called out, trying to keep my voice steady as he turned to look at me with his bright eyes.

His small hand reached up to hold my cheeks. "What's wrong, Mom?" he asked, his brow furrowed with concern.

I swallowed hard, squeezing his hand gently before sitting him down on the bed next to me. "I have to go away for a while," I told him.

Niall's face fell, his eyes filling with tears. "But why aren't you happy here? Why do you have to go away? Will you come back soon? Did I do something wrong?" he asked, his voice quivering with emotion.

"No, no. You've done nothing wrong sweetie…. You're as good as an angel. " I consoled him, holding him close, wrapping my arms around him as he buried his face in my chest, his gentle sobs shaking his small frame. "I'm so sorry, Niall. I have to go to take care of some things, but I'll always be thinking of you.

You mean everything to me, and I love you more than words can say."

The guilt gnawed at me, knowing that I had no intention of returning, that this would be the last time I would hold him in my arms. But I couldn't bring myself to break his heart, not yet.

He looked up at me with his big, innocent eyes and said, "I will miss you, Mommy. Please come back soon."

I knelt down in front of him, placing my hands on his shoulders as I looked into his eyes. "I will miss you too, my child," I said softly.

I felt a pang in my heart at his words, knowing that it wasn't easy for him to see me leave. " Please don't forget how much mom loves you, sweetie. She will think of you all the time and no matter where she goes. You'll always be in her heart because you are her one and only angel."

Niall's eyes lit up at my words, and he wiped the tears off his cheeks, displaying a strength that made me so proud of him. A forced smile appeared on his lips. He was evidently heartbroken and yet he was trying his best to cheer up. "I love you always, Mommy. And I will wait for you to come back. No matter how long it takes I will wait for you."

As I stood up to leave, I pulled him into one last hug, cherishing the moment before I had to go. I whispered in his ear, "Be good, my child. Don't make your daddy worry and behave all the time."

"I will Mom. " He replied and hugged me tight.

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Stepping into my room, it felt like a punch to the gut. The walls seemed to echo with emptiness. I walked over to my dresser and began to fold my clothes, one by one, trying to push down the lump in my throat.

I glanced around at the few mementos that decorated my room - photos of Niall, drawings he had made for me. There's also a photograph of Lucas. Each little thing reminds me of what I'm about to lose, hitting me like a wave crashing against the shore.

I couldn't believe that this was all coming to an end. I had spent the past few months—was it already a year?— living with them, acting out like Niall's mother, helping Lucas with the business and becoming a part of their family as if I truly was a part of it. And now, I had to leave. It was like ripping my heart out of my chest and leaving it behind.

Niall was like a son to me. I had watched him during his vulnerable moments and how he learned to be strong, and had been there for him when he needed a shoulder to cry on or when he needed to be pampered.

And Lucas…. Lucas was the man I had fallen in love with, without him even knowing. His smile could light up a room, his touch could send shivers down my spine, and everything little thing about him just makes me smile without a reason.

But I couldn't stay. I had no choice but to resume my life which stopped for a moment.

Tears stung my eyes as I zipped up my suitcase, the weight of leaving becoming too much to bear. I sank onto my bed, overwhelmed by grief and longing. I knew that I had to go, but my heart rebelled against the idea.

I initially planned to leave after a week. However, AA cosmetics needed me. My employees who I haven't seen for a while needed me to come back, to resume my duties as the CEO and lead the company towards new heights. If I don't summon the strength to leave tomorrow then there's the possibility I would never have the strength to leave at all.

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I couldn't sleep, my mind a jumble of racing thoughts that refused to let me rest. Sighing, I got up from the bed and sought refuge on the balcony, mesmerized by the twinkling stars above as I waited for fatigue to finally set in before retiring to my room.

The night was still, with a cool breeze gently rustling the leaves of the nearby trees. The air sent a shiver down my spine, but the fresh air felt invigorating as I gazed out at the picturesque starry night.

But just as I began to relax, I heard a faint sound that made me freeze in place. It was the unmistakable sound of someone clearing their throat. My heart began to race as I strained to make out where the sound was coming from. I turned around and gasped. "You scared the hell out of me!" I told Lucas, clutching my chest after having just an episode of mini heart attack.

"I apologize." He said with guilt ridden eyes. "I didn't mean to scare you. I couldn't sleep so I decided to get some fresh air."

I nodded, motioning for him to sit next to me on the balcony. As he settled into the chair beside me, I couldn't deny the flutter of butterflies in my stomach whenever I was around him.

"So, what's been keeping you up?" I asked, trying to keep my tone light and casual.

Lucas sighed, running a hand through his dark hair. "Are you really leaving tomorrow?" I could see the pain and uncertainty in his eyes, and I wonder if my eyes are simply playing a trick on me.

Without thinking, I reached out and took his hand in mine, giving it a comforting squeeze. "Yes… I have to… Again I want to thank you for all you've done for me. Thank you for looking after me, for giving me a temporary home, for believing in me, and for protecting me all the time."

He looked at me, his gaze intense and searching.

I could feel my heart pounding in my chest, my emotions swirling within me. I wanted to tell him how much I had grown to care for both him and Niall, how leaving them behind was breaking my heart. But the words caught in my throat, the fear of rejection holding me back.

Before I could gather my courage to speak, Lucas lifted his head to meet my gaze, his eyes filled with so much emotion that I felt like drowning in them.

"I don't want you to go, Bella. I've come to realize how much you mean to me, and I can't bear the thought of losing you."

The confession hit me like a bolt of lightning, leaving me speechless and overwhelmed. Could it be that he felt the same way about me as I did about him? Was it possible that our connection ran deeper than I had ever imagined?

"I don't get what you mean….." I mumbled under my breath, unsure what he actually meant. I fear I might have misunderstood his words.

"I want you to know Bella…. I have loved you since the first time we met at the hospital." He confessed. "Ever since then, I can't stop thinking of you and I want to be with you all the time."

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Lucas, the man I always dreamed of, was confessing his love for me. If this was just a dream I don't want to wake up.

"I-I don't know what to say, Lucas," I stammered, my heart pounding in my chest. "Are you for real?"

"I know it's a lot to take in, but I can't keep it hidden any longer," He whispered, his voice filled with emotion. "I've loved you for so long, and I can't stand the thought of you leaving and finding someone else. Please, just give me a chance."

Tears stung my eyes as I mustered the courage to speak the words that had been weighing on my heart. "Lucas," I began, my voice barely above a whisper. He turned to me, his eyes searching mine with a mix of anticipation and apprehension.

"I... I love you too," I finally managed to say, the words almost foreign on my tongue. But as soon as they were out in the open, a wave of relief washed over me. It was terrifying to lay my feelings bare, but it was also liberating to finally acknowledge the depth of my emotions for him.

Lucas's eyes widened in surprise, joy and disbelief shining in them. "You... you do?" he asked, his voice barely more than a breath.

I nodded, "Yes, I do. I've been scared to admit it, but I can't deny how much you mean to me. I love you, Lucas. If I don't say my feelings for you I might regret it for the rest of my life."noveldrama

Tears clouded his eyes and a smile slowly spread across his face, and before I knew it, he was on his feet, pulling me into a tight embrace. The weight that had been pressing down on me seemed to lift, and I felt a sense of peace settle in my heart.

"I can't believe this is happening," he whispered, his voice filled with wonder.

"I feel the same way." I replied, placing my arms around his neck while staring deep into my eyes.