The Trap of CEO'S Ex-Wife

"Congratulations, Mrs. Langley. You're pregnant, four weeks along, and the baby's indicators are all normal!"

Excitedly, Patricia went home, with the pregnancy test report, wanting to share the good news with her husband Martin right away.

"Martin, I..."

"Patricia, let's get a divorce!"

They both spoke at the same time. It was as if a bucket of cold water, had been poured over her head, Patricia went icy cold all over, swallowing the words 'I'm pregnant' back down.

"Why?" Patricia's voice trembled as she fought to hide the heart-wrenching pain. She felt like the pain would kill her, and she wanted clarification for Martin's reason for divorce.

Martin tightly pursed his thin lips, his eyes as cold as the sea, devoid of any warmth, with a few words the reason became, painfully clear.

"Debbie is back."

At the mention of Debbie, Patricia's face turned pale, as translucent as glass. The woman who had disappeared for two years, the woman Martin had loved so deeply, had returned. Martin took out a check and placed it on the desk.

"Here, one billion dollars; part of it is for your divorce settlement, and the other part is to buy your bone marrow."

Patricia asked cautiously, "What do you mean?"

"Debbie has been diagnosed with aplastic anemia and is in urgent need of a bone marrow transplant. You have a matching rate of ninety percent with her. You are her sister, and have an obligation, to save her."

This was not a proposal; it was a direct order. At this Patricia's heart sank to the bottom of her stomach.

"What if I refuse to donate? Would you force me onto the operating table?"

A chill flashed through Martin's eyes, and he silently watched her, without uttering a word.

His silence giving Patricia her answer. Her blood felt like it had frozen in her veins, Like her heart had been ripped out, the pain was so intense.

Their two years of marriage could not compare to the woman who had once abandoned him.

Her heart became numb and lifeless in her chest.

"I will absolutely not donate bone marrow to Debbie. She ruined my mother's life and drove her to commit suicide when her mother's mistress intervened. Now that she has a blood disorder, it's the retribution they both deserve."

"It's impossible for me to save her. If you still cherish the love we've shared for the past two years, don't force me. If you make me do this, I will hate you forever."

Her harsh words made Martin's heart tighten suddenly, It was hard to describe the feeling. Perhaps a bit uncomfortable?

Patricia didn't notice his reaction. She picked up the pen from the desk, swiftly signed her name on the divorce agreement.

"I will move out from here immediately. From now on, we don't have to see each other again."

After speaking, she put down the pen and prepared to leave. Just as she turned around, she collided with Debbie, who was pushing the door open.

Debbie Brown was wearing a white dress, her long hair cascading over her shoulders. Her face was pale, and her watery eyes glistened like a pristine white rose.

"Patricia, I know you hate my mother, but you don't know the truth of the matter, back then, my dad and mom knew each other first. It was my grandfather who didn't agree and forced my dad to marry your mom. They..."

Before the words were finished, Patricia interrupted.

"Enough, you don't need to say anymore. If Dad really loved your mom, he shouldn't have compromised and married my mom in the first place. And since they were married, your mom shouldn't have interfered with their marriage."

She observed the situation and, couldn't help but, mock herself. She gave Martin a cold and withering look, as she spoke to Debbie.

"It's funny, your mom snatched my mom's man back then, and now you've snatched mine. Did my mom and I do something to harm your whole family in our past lives? Or maybe all men in the world have died out, and you insist on competing with us for a man."

Upon hearing this, Martin's pupils tightened, and his narrow eyes showed a chilling aura.

"Patricia, that's enough, stop it," he said.

Patricia sneered, "What? Are you feeling sorry for yourself after just two sentences?"

Layers of haze emerged in Martin's eyes, signifying his patience had run out. Debbie secretly glanced at Martin, tears welling up in her crystal-clear eyes.

"Patricia, how could you say something like that? Martin was originally my fiancé, and you snatched him away. How can you play the victim here."

Patricia retorted, unwilling to back down, "If he was your fiancé, then why did you suddenly disappear the day before our wedding? Clearly, you despised his disability and were afraid he couldn't perform in bed, so you ran away."

"I stepped in to clean up the mess for you and married him. And now that his legs have healed, you've shamelessly come back,. Debbie, how shameless can you be?"

A flash of surprise crossed Martin's icy eyes. Having always seen her gentle and obedient side, suddenly witnessing her other side made him angry, yet also curious.

"Patricia, how could you accuse me like this?" Debbie cried, wiping away her tears.

Watching her hypocritical words, Patricia felt disgusted. "Enough, I'm not Martin, your tears mean nothing to me! Since you want him, I'll give him to you. But there's no way you can have my bone marrow!"

With that, she pushed past her and left the study without looking back. As Martin watched her departing figure, his heart inexplicably ached.

Then, he laughed at himself. How could he be pained by such a vain and selfish woman, who didn't lift a finger to save her own sister? His strange feelings must be an illusion brought about by being together for too long.

Under Patricia's repeated humiliations, Debbie could barely hold back her emotions. She looked at Martin with a pleading expression. "Martin, if Patricia doesn't agree, what should I do?"

Martin calmly said, "I will make sure Alan continues to find a suitable bone marrow for you."

His words making it very clear, the matter ends here.

"But..." Debbie was unwilling to let it go. She had finally found a someone whose bone marrow matching rate was ninety percent. She couldn't bear to give up just like that.

Martin glanced at her and said softly, "Debbie, let it go."

A hint of frustration flashed across his eyes, and his handsome face was shrouded in coldness, "I don't like forcing others."

Seeing his firm attitude, Debbie dared not continue speaking. She lowered her head, and where he couldn't see, the expression on her face gradually twisted and grimaced. How could he try to make her give up?

That was completely impossible. She didn't care what it took, she must obtain Patricia's bone marrow.

...

With her suitcase in hand, Patricia walked out of the bedroom she shared with Martin, looked at the closed study door, and felt a sourness in her stomach. Unconsciously, her hand touched her flat abdomen.

She silently said goodbye, to the man she had loved for ten years. From now on, it would only be her and the baby depending on each other.

Patricia took a deep breath, forced back her tears, and carried her suitcase away from the place she had lived for two years. She drove to the small apartment her mother left before she passed away.

As she took her luggage from the trunk. Someone suddenly covered her mouth and nose from behind, with a cloth soaked in chloroform, the sweet fragrance filling her nostrils.

She wanted to struggle but found herself powerless. She couldn't resist the invasion of darkness. Her body went weak, sinking into an endless abyss of darkness. She didn't know how long had passed.

In intense pain, Patricia groaned in agony while unconscious. She tried hard to open her eyes, but her eyelids felt as heavy as lead. She could only smell the strong scent of disinfectant and faint murmurs.

"Sir, the lady is pregnant. If we forcibly perform the bone marrow transplant, the baby in her belly might not survive. Are you sure you want to continue?"

"She's pregnant?" It was Martin's astonished voice.

As if grasping a lifeline, Patricia desperately tried to tell Martin that she was pregnant, carrying his child, and he couldn't disregard the safety of the child to save Debbie. But no matter how hard she tried; she couldn't make a sound.

"Yes, she should be about a month pregnant."

Patricia thought that no matter how cold or detestable Martin was, he would spare her for the sake of the child. She believed in Martin but unfortunately, she was utterly wrong.

"Debbie's condition can't be delayed any longer. Continue with the surgery, there's no stopping now."

His words pierced Patricia's heart like a sharp blade, she never expected Martin to be so heartless. For the sake of Debbie, he could disregard his own child's life?

"But what about the child?"

"How can their wretched lives compare to Debbie's? I only want Debbie's well-being."

His ruthless words completely threw Patricia into a pit of darkness. Her heart was filled with intense pain. Scorching tears, ran down her cheeks.

For the first time, she was surrounded by an overwhelming despair. For the first time, she understood what it meant to have a heart as lifeless ashes.

She wanted to escape, to scream for help, but she had no way out. She could only let the cold surgical instrument enter her body.

Five years later...

On the top floor of the Langley Group, the whole floor was covered in dark clouds, exuding a sense of low pressure.

Inside the conference room, it was crowded with programmers, each filled with the same heaviness. There was a computer in front of him, and Martin's fingers were flying over the keyboard.

Sitting in the main seat, Martin had deep features, his eyebrows knitted tightly, and his lips pressed together, exuding an aloofness that kept others at a distance.

"Still no trace?" His voice was cold, like a god who held the power of life and death.

Everyone was immediately frightened, sweating profusely.

Suddenly, a young man wearing thick glasses exclaimed excitedly, "Mr. Langley, I found it, I found it..."

Martin immediately stood up and walked over to him. Several big words suddenly appeared on the computer screen. There were thick black letters scrolling across the screen.

I AM YOUR FATHER! HAHAHA'

An implacable murderous intent instantly appeared on Martin's face.

Whoever this person was had such audacity. Not only had they breached the company's reputedly impenetrable security wall and leaked the most important internal files, but they also repeatedly played tricks on him.

And all the programmers in his company couldn't trace his whereabouts. Damn it. Once he captured him, he would strip the man's skin off. Just then, Alan, Martin's assistant, heard a 'beep-beep' sound from his computer.

He stood up excitedly and said, "Sir, we've tracked him down. That person is currently at Ivara City International Airport."

Martin narrowed his dangerous eyes and immediately decided, "Go to the airport right away, closely monitor his movements, and report to me at any time."

Having said that, he drove to the airport with Alan and several bodyguards. Today, he was going to catch him with his own hands.

Meanwhile, in the VIP lounge of Ivara City International Airport. Two beautiful children, like models from a magazine, sat side by side in chairs. They were twins, named Charles and Fannie.

Charles had a small notebook computer on his thigh, a wicked smile on his lips. He lightly pressed the Enter key and sent, yet another, virus to their dear father. Fannie, feeling a little guilty, watched as the virus was sent successfully.

"Charles, do you think it's right, for us to invade our dad's company, just to make money?"

Charles scrunched up his pretty little face. "He's not our dad, he's some bastard who abandoned his wife and child."

"But..." Fannie still had some concerns. She had heard that their dad was very powerful, and she was afraid of being caught by him.

Charles angrily said, "But what? All his money is going to his mistress's child, it has nothing to do with us. I won't feel sorry for him. Don't you forget how he treated mommy? I'm just getting back what she deserves!"

After hearing his words, all of Fannie's concerns disappeared in an instant. "You're right, this is the punishment he deserves!"

After successfully sending the virus, Charles packed up his computer and put it in his backpack.

Their mommy, Patricia, came out of the restroom, saying, "Jade has arrived, let's go quickly!"

"Got it!"

"Okay!"

The two little ones spoke in unison and quickly jumped off the chairs.

Patricia reached down, picking up Fannie, and placed her on top of the luggage trolley. With her left hand pushing the trolley, and her right hand holding onto Charles, they walked out of the lounge.

Just as they reached the door, there was a commotion just outside. It was Martin, who happened to be surrounded by a group of admirers.

His good looks, and his attire of a formal black suit gave off the air of mystery, drawing everyone's attention and admiration.

Patricia hadn't expected to encounter Martin, so soon, right after getting off the plane. Her breath caught in her chest causing her to momentarily pause. As she stood there all the past grievances, flashed through her mind like movie scenes.

Even though it had been five years, whenever she thought of his cruelty and heartlessness, she gritted her teeth as the feelings of hatred towards him surfaced.

Fannie saw Martin and nervously covered her mouth. "Charles, uh-oh, the jerk found us. Have we been exposed?"

Charles smirked. "No wonder it's the Langley Group. They have truly gathered the most elite experts. I've only been online for a while, and he managed to track me down."

Fannie's heart thumped with fear.

"What should we do? Will we get caught?"

Charles looked up at his mother, who was still fixated on Martin. He calmly took out three baseball caps and scarfs from the suitcase, and gently tugged at Patricia's clothes.

"Mommy, mommy, quickly put on the caps and scarves. Be careful not to be discovered by that jerk."

Patricia suddenly snapped back to reality, at Charles' words. She quickly took the cap and scarf, from Charles, put them on, lowered her head, and forced herself to stay calm as she walked past Martin.

Just as she passed by, Martin subconsciously looked at her. When he saw the familiar figure, his throat tightened, making him want to chase after her immediately. He was stopped by Alan.

"Boss, the signal disappeared."

He abruptly came to a halt. Dangerously narrowing his eyes.

"The signal disappeared again?"

Alan's face turned red, and he shamefully looked down. "Just two minutes ago, we were able to track his whereabouts, but now we can't find him."

A cold air surrounded Martin's handsome face. "Are you able to find out where he was last seen?"

Alan kept his head even lower. "The person is very cautious, so we can't find out for now."

A fiery flame burned in Martin's eyes, like an enraged lion. He scanned the surroundings with his sharp gaze and noticed almost everyone had a cellphone and a laptop. Knowing, the surveillance wouldn't yield any results.

Feeling the anger from his boss, Alan wished he could disappear on the spot, but he had no choice, as he continued reporting with a stiff face.

"Just twenty minutes ago, our company's system was hacked again, causing us a loss of nearly 200 million dollars."

As soon as he finished speaking, a deathly silence hung in the air. No one dared to breathe. The sound of a phone ringing broke the silence. It was Alan's phone ring, thinking it was another crisis at the company, he hurriedly answered. But his face immediately turned pale after hearing the content of the call.

"Boss, the nurse just called. They said Randy is missing from the hospital."

Martin swore to himself. If something was to happen to Randy, they're all done for.

A bone-chilling coldness surged from the depths of Martin's eyes.

"A bunch of useless people who can't even watch a child. Send someone to find them."

"Yes Boss!" Alan, received the order, and hurriedly left with the bodyguards.

Before leaving, Martin took a look in the direction Patricia had left, as he stood deep in thought. Why did that figure just now resemble Patricia so much? Could it really be her who has returned?

Ha! There was no way it could be her, she abandoned her critically ill son and disappeared without a trace five years ago, and now she has the audacity to come back?

After searching around, Patricia finally found her best friend, Jade Williams, in the parking lot.

Jade excitedly hugged Patricia and jumped up and down.

"My Professor. Watson, you finally decided to come back! I've been waiting for you for a whole year. I missed you so much."

Looking at her best friend, Patricia couldn't help but tear up.

"I missed you too, I missed you so much it drove me crazy."

If it weren't for Jade, she wouldn't have survived.

Five years ago, Martin disregarded the fact that she was pregnant and tied her to the operating table. She had thought the baby wouldn't survive. But unexpectedly, the child, was strong and miraculously survived.

When it was time to give birth, she had a difficult experience and gave birth to triplets.

Charles and Randy were her sons, and Fannie was her daughter.

Randy, sadly, hads evere congenital heart disease. He needed so much care, expensive care. Patricia was penniless and had no way to pay the required hospital bills. Putting Randy before herself, she send him to Martin. Hoping that Martin would have compassion on his son.

In an attempt to avoid Martin and Debbie, she took the other two children abroad. It was during the years abroad, if it hadn't been for Jade being with her, helping her get through the most difficult first three years, she wouldn't have made it to this point.

Jade let go of Patricia and asked with anticipation, "You're not leaving again, are you?"

A flicker of hesitation passed through Patricia's eyes. "I'm not sure. I came back to treat Randy's heart disease. Everything depends on Randy's recovery."

Curiously, Jade asked, "Does Martin know that the expensive professor of cardiology he hired is you?"

As Patricia thought of their past experiences, her face gradually turned cold, even showing a hint of anticipation. "He doesn't know! But soon, he will."

Jade didn't ask any further and squatted down, cupping the little faces of Charles and Fannie, and smothered them with kisses.

"Charles, Fannie, I finally get to see you. Did you miss me?"

Fannie, hugged Jade's neck and planted kisses all over her face, while flattering her. "I missed you so much. It's been only a few days, but you've become even more beautiful."

Jade, whose vanity was greatly satisfied, laughed at Fannie. "You little brat, always flattering me. It's going to get sweeter. I'll buy candy for you later."

Fannie smiled, her eyes forming a beautiful crescent shape. "Thank you, Jade!"

Jade looked at Charles and asked, "And what about you?"

Charles sweetly smiled, "Of course, I also missed you Jade! You only buy candy for Fannie, but I want some too."

Jade's heart was melted by them both. She couldn't help but pinch his chubby little face, "Don't worry, I won't leave you out."

Fannie rubbed her round little belly pitifully, "Jade, I'm hungry."

Jade held the hands of the two little ones and said, "Let's go, I'll take you to eat something delicious."

After the luggage was put in the trunk, they drove away, anticipating the delicious food they would have.

After having lunch, Jade brought Patricia and the two children to Riverside Apartments. Pointing at the spotless house, Jade proudly raised her chin, as she spoke.

"Since I knew you were coming back, I had the cleaner clean every nook and cranny inside and out yesterday. It looks just like when you left five years ago. Not even a pair of socks went missing."

Looking at the familiar house.

Knowing that this was the only thing her mother had left for her, Patricia couldn't help but tear up, and at the same time, her hatred towards Martin deepened.

After a brief moment of sadness, Patricia squatted down, touched Charles and Fannie's little heads, and anxiously said, "Charles, Fannie, Mommy has to go to the hospital to register. Stay home and behave yourselves, don't run around. Jade will stay and keep you company."

After finishing, she smiled while looking at Charles, and said, "Especially you, the naughtiest one! Listen to Jade, okay?"

"Alright, alright, I got it! Hurry up and go to the hospital for registration! Don't be late on your first day and leave a bad impression on the boss." Charles waved his hand, behaving like an adult.

Patricia couldn't help but laugh and lightly flicked his nose. "You little rascal, I was hired by them at a high price. I'm not afraid of being late."

Charles pouted, not holding back his laughter, "Mommy, you're too confident!"

"You little rascal!" Patricia gave him a stern pat on the head and looked at Jade, "Take good care of them for me. I'll be back after work."

Jade patted her chest and assured, "You can trust me with them. I'll look after them."

Only then did Patricia feel at ease leaving the children. She didn't have anything to worry about, as soon as she left, Charles and Fannie played together without a care of anything else.

Charles cunningly rolled his eyes and gave Fannie a glance, understanding immediately, she exchanged a glance with him. Without saying a word, they finalized their plan. Charles pretended to yawn.

"Jade, I'm so tired. I'm going back to my room to sleep. You can play with Fannie."

Jade didn't suspect anything and took him to the bedroom. After making sure he got into bed, she tucked him in and quietly left, closing the bedroom door.