My Husband Threw Me Out Pregnant, But His Grandmother Recognized My Silver Bracelet
Previously: When Nathan cruelly discarded his pregnant wife Sarah in a luxurious hotel lobby, he thought he had won. But a chance encounter with his powerful grandmother changed everything.
Secrets in the Penthouse
Nathan scoffed, trying to mask his sudden panic with bravado. "Grandmother, you don't understand. She is a gold-digger. I am protecting our family's legacy by throwing her out!" But Helena was no longer listening to him. She gently took Sarah's cold, trembling hand, her eyes locked onto the silver charm bracelet. With a gentle touch, she turned the tiny silver rose charm, revealing a microscopic engraving of the initials E.V. on the back. Helena's face drained of color as she looked up at Sarah, her voice barely a whisper.
"Where did you get this, child?" Helena asked, her stern demeanor completely vanishing.
Sarah wiped her tears, confused by the sudden change. "It belonged to my mother, Evelyn. She gave it to me before she passed away when I was just ten. It's the only thing I have left of her." Helena gasped, clutching her chest as tears began to stream down her wrinkled cheeks. Evelyn was Helena's long-lost daughter who had run away decades ago after a bitter family dispute. Sarah was not an outsider trying to steal the family fortune; she was Helena's biological granddaughter.
Enraged by the interruption, Nathan stepped forward, his eyes burning with malice. "I don't care about some cheap piece of jewelry! Security, do your job!" But Helena spun around, her voice booming through the lobby. "If you touch a single hair on her head, Nathan, I will disinherit you before the sun rises. She stays."
Helena immediately brought Sarah up to her private penthouse suite, leaving Nathan fuming below. However, the peace was short-lived. Barely an hour later, the penthouse doors burst open. Nathan strode in, flanked by two high-priced corporate lawyers. He held a thick stack of legal documents, a sinister, triumphant smirk playing on his lips.
"You can't disinherit me for divorcing her, Grandmother," Nathan sneered, tossing the papers onto the table. "And she won't get a single dime. I have signed proof that she was unfaithful, and the baby isn't even mine!"
”I have signed proof that she was unfaithful, and the baby isn't even mine!"