My Husband Threw Me on the Driveway Pregnant, but His Boss Found Me
Previously: When Thomas brutally threw his pregnant wife Emily onto the concrete driveway and sped off, he thought he was free. He didn't expect his own billionaire CEO to find her and intervene.
An Unexpected Savior
As Emily lay on the hot concrete, crying out for help, she feared the worst for her unborn child. Just as despair was about to consume her, a sleek black sedan pulled into the driveway. Out rushed Arthur, the billionaire CEO of the logistics corporation where Thomas worked. Arthur had been on his way to drop off urgent executive documents for Thomas, but instead, he found a pregnant woman in agony on the ground.
Without a moment's hesitation, Arthur scooped Emily into his arms, ignoring the dirt staining his expensive suit, and rushed her to the nearest hospital. He stayed by her side, demanding the best medical attention. Thankfully, the doctors managed to stabilize Emily, and a sonogram revealed that her baby girl's heartbeat was strong and healthy.

While Emily was resting in her private recovery room, the door was suddenly flung open. Thomas walked in, accompanied by a sharp-suited corporate lawyer. There was no concern in Thomas's eyes, only cold calculation. He walked up to Emily's bedside and threw a stack of papers onto her lap.
"Sign these, Emily," Thomas demanded. "It's a full divorce and custody waiver. You get nothing, and you walk away alone."
Emily gasped, her heart shattering. "Thomas, you almost killed our daughter! How can you do this?"
His lawyer stepped forward with a smug smile. "Mrs. Miller, if you do not sign, we will present fabricated evidence of your mental instability to the court. You will lose everything anyway."
Before Emily could succumb to her tears, a deep voice echoed from the corner of the room. The bathroom door opened, and Arthur stepped out, his eyes blazing with fury. Thomas's face turned completely pale as he stared at his billionaire boss.
"Mr. Vance? What are you doing here?" Thomas stammered.
Arthur stepped forward, shielding Emily. "I think it's time we discuss your future, Thomas. Or rather, your lack thereof."
”"I think it's time we discuss your future, Thomas. Or rather, your lack thereof."