Chapter 1

Subtitle: The Mistress's Miscarriage

The smell of disinfectant pervaded the air in the hospital.

Demetria Beckham dashed out of the doctor's office excitedly with the lab results in her hands. Just when she was about to make a phone call, her cellphone rang. When she picked it up, she heard her uncle say, "Demmy, is everything alright between you and Xavier ?"

"We're fine. Why did you ask?"

"I heard that xavier brought a pregnant lady to the hospital for a prenatal checkup the day before yesterday..."

Demetria burst into laughter and replied, "You think Xavier has a kept woman?"

"Yes!"

"Don't worry. Of all men, Xavier's the last person in the world who would do such a thing."

After Demetria hung up the call with her uncle, she called Xavier Winthrop . However, he only answered after the phone rang for a long time. "I'm very busy. Don't call and disturb me if it's nothing important! That's it for now."

He sounded cold and emotionless and hung up before Demetria could say anything. Demetria held onto the test results, feeling as if her burning passion was frozen instantly.

Since they got married three years ago, Xavier was always very gentle to her. But recently, there was an abrupt change in his attitude, not only cold, even when answering her call, he was also impatient, which made her wonder what caused such a drastic change in him.

With her mind preoccupied by her thoughts, Demetria turned and saw a figure pop up before her. "Sis!" a gentle voice called out.

When demetria looked over, she saw Paige Roger who was accompanied by a middle-aged woman.

Demetria frowned at the sight of Paige , who was the daughter of a mistress. With a look of contempt on her face, she retorted coldly, "Mind your words. I'm the only child that my mother has ever given birth to."

Instead of getting angry by her reply, piage merely beamed and asked gently, "Demetria , are you here for your infertility check up again?"

"It's none of your business."

"Aren't you going to ask me why I'm here at the pregnancy check up area?" Paige asked and raised an eyebrow at Demetria provocatively. She then chuckled and announced, "I'm pregnant with Xavier's child!"

Demetria only noticed her tiny baby bump right after she said this. All along, Paige had been very obvious about her feelings towards Xavier and would always find ways to hook up with him before he married Demetria. However, Demetria merely sneered and replied, "Are you out of your mind?"

"You don't believe me? Well, take a look at this!"

Paige then flashed her check up report to Demetria and Demetria's expression instantly changed when she saw the familiar handwriting on it. She couldn't believe her eyes when she saw Xavier's signature.

"I spent a perfectly sweet and horny night with him four months ago. He was such a beast and was at it all night. I was pregnant since then," Paige declared and grinned proudly. "He likes this child very much and asked me to keep him. You could step down after my child's born."

"You b*tch!" Demetria roared and, trembling with rage, struck Paige across the face. Paige instantly fell to the ground as if she had been anticipating this, "Ouch, my stomach!" she shrieked.

Demetria only slapped Paige on the face, but crimson red blood began to ooze out of her trousers the moment she fell to the ground. Demetria was taken aback and could hardly believe what just happened.

The medical staff instantly rushed Paige off to the emergency room. Afraid to leave the scene, Demetria too followed after her.

After waiting outside the room for quite some time, Demetria heard the sound of footsteps and when she glanced up, saw her mother-in-law, Helen Winthrop . Glaring at her furiously, Helen asked, "What's going on? How did Paige end up in the emergency room?"

"Miss Roger ... No, Mrs. Beckham pushed her!" The middle-aged woman who had been accompanying Paige answered.

"You b*tch! You're a fruitless tree and yet you simply couldn't bear to watch others achieve what you've failed to, could you?" Helen shrieked and slapped her in the face. As Helen had never liked Demetria , she was merciless with her blow and Demetria's face quickly began to swell up.

Earlier before, she had thought that Demetria was lying but Helen's attitude explained everything.

A burst of despair grew in Demetria's heart and it felt so suffocating that she nearly passed out. But right at that moment, the door to the operating theatre opened and a nurse walked out to inform them that Paige had lost her baby.

Helen went ballistic when she heard this and immediately charged over to yank Demetria's hair before she began to thrash and kick her.

Demetria quickly blacked out from the violent beatings.

When she finally regained consciousness, opened her eyes to a sea of white. She tried to sit up but her body ached so terribly that she had to lean against the headboard of her bed to catch her breath. But right at that moment, the door to her ward opened and a man wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses came in.

"Hello, Miss Beckham . I'm Mr. Winthrop's lawyer!"

"Lawyer?" Demetria repeated and stared at the man before her in shock.

"Yes, I'm Mr. Winthrop's private lawyer. He entrusted me to handle his divorce proceedings with you."

"Divorce? Xavier wants to divorce me?" Demetria repeated and could hardly believe what she just heard.

The lawyer walked over to her bed and handed her a document. "This is a divorce agreement. Please read through it."

Demetria's hands began to quiver. She had never dreamed that Xavier would actually divorce her one day. Without reading the divorce agreement, she stared at the lawyer and ordered, "Get Xavier to come to see me! I want him tell me in person!"

"Mr. Winthrop is very busy. He doesn't have the time."

"He's busy and has no time?" Demetria chuckled and wondered when they had begun to be so indifferent to each other that he could not even afford to spare some time to meet her.

Closing her eyes shut, she grabbed the phone on the bedside table and dialed for Xavier's number but could not seem to get through to him.

"How did Xavier and I end up like this? An affair, a divorce..." she mused.

The lawyer, who was still waiting for her response, urged, "Miss Beckham , please take a look at the agreement. I'm very busy!"

It was obvious from the lawyer's attitude that he would not take 'no' for an answer. Everyone had been respectful towards Demetria throughout her three years long of marriage with Xavier . Now that the lawyer was so cold and harsh, he was clearly acting under Xavier's instructions.

Demetria held up the divorce agreement and glanced at the column on the dismemberment of property. As all the property belonged to Xavier before his marriage, it was not part of the property that would be divided upon their divorcement. Demetria instantly began to tear up.

He once said that she meant the world to him and that everything he had belonged to her. However, he already fell out of love with her within just three years into their marriage. She wondered if he was finally revealing his true colors.

The truth that Xavier had kept a mistress behind her back and even impregnated the mistress with a child finally began to sink in.

"I suppose it's time for a fruitless tree like me to step down," Demetria thought bitterly. Without reading the agreement any further, Demetria glanced up at the lawyer, who had been staring at her all along, and requested, "Give me a pen!"

The lawyer opened his briefcase, took out a pen and handed it to Demetria before he added, "Mr. Winthrop said that you can't take any of the jewellery that he bought for you."

Demetria stared blankly at the space before her and froze for a long time. Just when the lawyer thought that she would challenge this, she slowly agreed, "Sure."

She then picked up the pen and signed her name on the divorce agreement quickly.

After the lawyer took one quick glance at the signed agreement, turned and left.

A luxurious Rolls Royce pulled up in the parking lot of the hospital and the car window scrolled down to reveal the face of an incomparably handsome man. The lawyer quickly strode over to the car and reported respectfully, "Mr. Winthrop, Madam has signed it!"

"She signed it?" the man repeated slowly and glanced at the lawyer's face with his unreadable eyes.

The lawyer's heart raced when he saw how moody the man seemed and though the lawyer wanted to say something, he was at a loss for words. The man then turned to stare at the dark night sky. After some time, he spat out, "Let's go!"