The Billionaire's Incredibly Talented Wife

Chapter 1

"Mrs. Sutton, your baby is healthy, and you are due next month. You mentioned having continuous blood draws, but you can't keep doing that. It's a risk to your baby and your own life!"

Diana Sutton stepped out of the hospital, gently cradling her nine-month baby bump, a glow of happiness on her face. She held her phone, snapping pics from her checkup, texting her husband, [Hey hon, this is our baby.] It was a set of adorable triplets.

[Can you swing by and pick me up, hon? Everyone else has someone with them during checkups. I miss you so much, hon.]

But Diana waited for what felt like an eternity without a response from Johnny. Slowly, the sparkle in her eyes faded, the smile on her lips gradually vanished, and disappointment etched itself onto her face involuntarily.

A year ago, Johnny Sutton found her and brought her home. When Johnny discovered her, her face had been disfigured in an accident, half covered in scars, and she had lost her memory. After a visit to the hospital, doctors determined that her mental capacity was equivalent to that of a five-year-old. So, Johnny called her "little fool" and gave her the name Diana Sutton, considering she had forgotten her own.

Johnny's grandma, Zelda Sutton, in failing health, wanted to see Johnny settled before she left. Some fortune-teller claimed Diana and Johnny were destined. Under Zelda's push, they tied the knot.

Zelda's health took a nosedive again, yearning to hold her grandchild before her time was up. So, Diana ended up carrying Johnny's baby, now nine months in.

Johnny was her world this past year.

Diana, seeing no response from Johnny, contemplated calling him herself but felt a twinge of hesitation. She wasn't sure if Johnny would be upset. After wrestling with this in her mind for a long while, she finally gathered her resolve and dialed his/ number. The call connected after a long while, met with an impatient voice. "Hello? Didn't I say not to bother me unless it's urgent?"

"Hon, just finished my checkup at the hospital. Can you...?"

Another woman's voice chimed in on the line. "Johnny, do you think I look good like this?"

Diana's heart skipped a beat. The moment she heard that voice, she recognized who it was. It was Barbara, Johnny's first love. The woman Johnny loved the most.

"Stunning," Johnny said to Barbara, his tone carrying a tenderness Diana had never heard before.

But when Johnny spoke to Diana, that voice turned cold. "No time. Have the chauffeur pick you up. Rethink about our divorce."

He hung up without any mercy. Clutching her phone, Diana wore an expression of loss and confusion.

In no time, a car pulled up at the hospital. "Mrs. Sutton, Mr. Sutton sent me to fetch you."

Diana got in, the car rolling off. But soon, she felt something wasn't right. The car wasn't heading towards her home but instead veering towards an extremely remote area. The surroundings grew increasingly desolate, with fewer signs of life. Diana couldn't help but feel a rising sense of panic. She didn't understand why the car was headed toward such an isolated place. 'Why is this place so remote?' thought Diana.

"Where are we going? Aren't we heading home?" Diana panicked.

"Mr. Sutton instructed us to take

you

somewhere."

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The driver kept driving. Diana's eyelids twitching, an unspoken sense of panic brewing. Something felt terribly off.

She called Johnny, but no one picked up.

The driver stopped at an abandoned warehouse, and Diana hesitated to step out. "This isn't my home. What are you guys up to?"

Several people yanked her out of the car. "Don't blame us. We're just following Mr. Sutton's orders."

They gripped Diana's hand, shouting, "Sign this!"

Diana saw it was a divorce agreement. She struggled, yelling, "You're lying! Johnny hasn't signed it. I won't sign! I won't!"

"Your scarred face isn't going to attract Mr. Sutton. You really think he cares about you?"

"I want to call my husband. I don't believe you!" She refused to sign, trusting only Johnny.

Others laughed. "Let me call him for you."

Soon, the call connected, but before Diana could speak, she overheard a conversation. "Johnny, the doctors said the blood transfusion isn't effective anymore. The surgery needs to happen soon."

"I'll make sure Diana delivers the baby quickly. Your blood types match. Her cord blood can save you."

They hung up. "You heard that? That's Mr. Sutton's intention. Now we need your umbilical cord!" Get her!"

Diana clutched her belly. "No, don't hurt my baby!"

But she stood no chance against them.

Agonizing pain surged through her, as if someone was ripping flesh out of her body. Diana bit her lip. She couldn't give up. She had to protect her baby. Suddenly, a thunderous sound from the sky made the attackers panic. "Run, someone's coming!"

They tossed a lighter into prepared dry grass, and flames engulfed the warehouse.

With barely any consciousness left, Diana watched herself consumed by the inferno.

Now, she understood. Johnny had deceived her into these blood draws to save another woman. He made her pregnant for the same reason. She couldn't comprehend why Johnny treated her this way.

In a haze, she heard a voice. "Alina, my sweetheart, Grandpa's here to save you. I'm sorry I'm late."

After those attackers left the warehouse, cradling the child, they called Barbara. "Ms. Hersey, everything's done as per your instructions." Barbara's eyes gleamed maliciously. "Good, she signed the divorce papers too, right? That fool has to die, and then bring the child to me." "Yes, and it's twins."

"Make sure Johnny never finds out about this, or your time is up!

"No problem, but regarding what we did to get these two kids for you, could you raise the payment... Before he could finish,

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he looked semied at someone in front of him.

The other person abruptly ended the call, extending a threatening hand. "Give me the children,"

Mentale, Johnny received a call from the chauffeur. "What do you mean you didn't find Diana?"

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