The President’s Pregnant, Ex-Wife

Chapter 1: Chapter 1 - Stay or leave

Sabrina Jewel blinked twice, her gaze in a daze, staring at the two red lines. "I'm pregnant," she murmured. This was her fiftieth pregnancy test in her three years of marriage aside from the ones taken at hospitals till she got tired of being mocked for coming to take pregnancy tests which were constantly negative.

She beamed but at the same time, a tear dropped down her cheeks. "Yes, I'm pregnant," she self-proclaimed, rubbing her still flat stomach. "Robin would be happy. He would stop seeing other women," she assured herself when her phone began to ring. She gnawed in annoyance of this sweet moment being interrupted. Wiping the joyful tears, she answered the call without checking the caller ID.

"Hello,"

"Make some chicken soup with rice, salad and some pasta," the cold voice rang in her ears. Sometimes, it was painstaking to think about if she did the right thing by agreeing to marry Robin, knowing there was no love between them. Her father proposed and forced it but wanted her to leave Robin after a few months when they saw no change in him. Whereas, Sabrina refused because she blamed herself, feeling that if she got pregnant, Robin would change but what weird combinations? Robin Jewel, her husband of three years, never ate salads.

He never liked them. The beeping sound that met her ears after, was an indication that he had hung up on her as usual. Perhaps things would improve after she tells him about the pregnancy. It's the reason why things have been messy between them.

Sabrina sent the maids to get the groceries while she began to prepare the food. When she was done, she went to shower and changed into a new dress she bought. She even put on makeup for the first time in two years.

After the first year of marriage, she no longer cared about her appearance after constantly receiving pictures and videos of Robin's escapades with different women. Aside from loving Robin so much, she also made a promise to his father. He treated her like a princess but sadly, he died six months after arranging her marriage with Robin.

His wife, Robin's mother, had died four years earlier. She was still loved by Celia, Robin's grandma but she was too weak to care about Robin anymore. He has become a puzzle no one could piece together. His good looks made things worse because the women could not resist his charms. Even Sabrina was ashamed to agree that most times when he wanted to fuck her, she would refuse but soon melt in his arms and succumb to that same charm. Robin knew his advantage over women and used it well.

Today was special and Sabrina wanted things to change between them. Robin had arrived and she went to take his coat as usual, freezing in her step when she saw the woman beside him. It was Zayla, his 'first love.' Well, Sabrina always saw it that way since Robin's attitude towards Zayla was different from how he treated every other woman.

Zayla went to study abroad and changed her number for reasons unknown to both Robin and Sabrina before Robin's father arranged for Robin to marry Sabrina. Since his father had a health condition, Robin wanted to please him, thereby agreeing to the arrangement but overtime, he regretted it. When his father passed on, it grew worse. The so-called business collaboration his father had pushed forward had also been canceled.

Sabrina was heartbroken, her hands shaking when she reached out to take Robin's coat from him. Zayla handed hers too but Sabrina pretended to be busy with something and changed the direction of her gaze. She has been in love with Robin since she was eleven. Her knees wobbled and her voice shook.

"Her? What is she doing here?"

Robin walked past Sabrina without a glance, not appreciating the effort she had put in her appearance. He pulled Zayla with him and made her comfortable at the dining table. Sabrina endured all his escapades with other women because he never brought them home but this was his first love.

A lump formed in her throat and tears brimmed in the back of her eyes. If she was with Robin alone, she would not mind being vulnerable but not when Zayla was there. She would only be branded a nagging wife and annoy him the most. She had to be strong but how could she when everything happening before her only triggered pain?

"Zayla is not a stranger. She is the woman I should have married. She is also pregnant for me," Robin ruthlessly revealed. Seeing Sabrina's surprised look, he got infuriated, adding, "you should be happy. For three years, you could not conceive. I bumped into Zayla three months ago and she's already two months pregnant."

Every word he uttered, only widened the wound in Sabrina's heart, she stared blankly like a lost child, trying her best to not let her tears fall.

"Robin, I'm hungry," Zayla cried like a spoiled child. She looked as if she was going for a runway fashion show and her make-up was spot on. Her clothes were of the latest designer brands and she carried the appearance of a multi-million-dollar babe. It made Sabrina self-conscious, as if her efforts to look good for Robin was not enough. Robin glared Sabrina,

"You heard her. Bring her the salad I told you to prepare."

Sabrina was shocked and unmoved. So, the salad Robin requested was for Zayla. Was it the same with the rest of the dishes? Sabrina could already guess that Zayla was behind it. They used to be best friends in high school but their friendship was short, lasting for just a few months. Sabrina has always loved cooking and went to school with a packed lunch for Zayla.

She trusted Zayla, telling her about her feelings for Robin. Zayla encouraged her to make it known to him and Sabrina took the chance to speak with Robin but the day she went to his house, Zayla was already there and Robin would not even look at Sabrina. Zayla never knew Robin until she became Sabrina's friend so Sabrina had no idea how the two of them met. The betrayal was too much for her to bear so she decided to give up. What was she thinking? Robin would never love her.

She almost touched her flat belly, thinking of doing a proper check up to find out how far she had gone in her pregnancy since this was the first time she saw the two red lines instead of one. Robin already had a baby growing inside Zayla's belly so he did not need hers. It was pointless to tell him about it at this moment.

It was not enough for Zayla to take Robin from her but also wanted to tie Sabrina with her superiority belt. Sabrina was too smart for that. Everything she felt for Robin before, dwindled. Robin was a serial cheater but it was okay for as long as he did not bring his whores home. She endured so much for Robin but not anymore. She blinked and every emotion on her face was gone. She turned blank and indifferent.

"You should take her to a restaurant. I am not responsible for her," Sabrina said callously. Robin was displeased and shocked. This was the first time Sabrina disrespected him and it was not sitting well with him. Zayla lowered her head. To think that she could have Sabrina wrapped around her fingers to serve her like a maid.

"She will be living together with us from today," Robin announced. Sabrina's expression changed, as the walls she built around her emotions crumbled and fell hard. Robin's voice was void of warmth but she was used to it. It was how he related to her ever since his father died.

"What? After all the sperm, you could not for once be pregnant. Not even a miscarriage. Zayla did your job for you," he tried to pin her blame on her, recalling a few things his father told him before he died. That way, his guilt will lessen.

Sabrina blinked but she was in bewilderment. She decided to tell him if it was the only way to get Zayla out of their home but then again, the bitch was already pregnant. Even if she wanted to fight for her home Zayla would always be in it because of the child in her womb. She was standing while the lovebirds sat comfortably, she felt her world crumble right before her eyes.

She refused to return to her family because of this idiot but not anymore. His father knew who she was but Robin never took the pain to even research about her throughout their three years of marriage. Since Zayla was pregnant for him, she was done for good.

"I have taken enough, Robin. It's either she leaves or I leave."

Robin felt like this was the first time she spoke any sense today. "Bingo! The only reason I refused to kick you out was because of my dad. Now that you have mentioned it, I am giving you the option to choose. Will you stay as a humble wife and take care of Zayla or leave?"

 

Chapter 2: Chaptef 2 - Who keeps the villa after divorce?

The little light in Sabrina's heart went out. If he did not want her, then why did he fuck her anytime he was home? She should have been disgusting to him right? Well since he already intended to kick her out of his life, she would just make it easy for him.

"I want a divorce, Robin. I won't share my home with another woman."

Robin was startled by her choice but his expression remained calm. He was not expecting her to pick that option, since he knew how much she loved him. He could also not lie that there was something about Sabrina that kept bringing him back to her even when all he wanted was to hurt and send her away.

Though he always pinned it on pleasing his father, there was a silent conviction that it was not true. Right now, he had Zayla, the woman who saved his life before and the only woman he vowed to be by his side. Sabrina would not be missed and he wanted a child too so Zayla was of a much better value to him than Sabrina was or ever would be.

"Alright. I will give you two villas, two cars and 200 million as alimony."

"I don't want all that," Sabrina chimed in, her expression eerie. A thin line appeared on Robin's fore head when he grimaced. He admitted to not knowing much about Sabrina but what other reason could she be desperate to marry him? It was all because of the money. For as long as she took it, he would feel less guilty.

"So how will you survive? I don't want people telling me that my ex-wife became a beggar," Robin's voice laced with disgust and taunt while he tried to break her. Sabrina did not want anything from him since she could not get the very thing she wanted, which was his love. Sadly, she also made a promise to Robin's father and did not plan to break it. Not until she tried.

"I want this villa. It's the only thing I want. I will get the divorce papers ready tomorrow," Sabrina said calmly, but why did it hurt her so much? She loved Robin for fifteen years and got married to him for three years but he was still cold towards her. How useless could she be? It was such a shame but she was just 25 so it was not too late to pick her life back. Robin was amazed by her request.

The villa was worth 60 million and he thought it foolish if she took it over the houses, cars and money he wanted to give her. Maybe it was because of the love she had for his father. The old man lived with them in this villa for six months because he did not trust that Robin would make Sabrina happy. He did it to fill the void, which worked miraculously, the reason why Sabrina did not return to her parents when her father asked her to.

"Are you sure the villa is all you want?" Robin asked seriously, though he felt uneasy about the whole thing. However, he also felt that Sabrina had been out of touch with the world and did not know how hard it was out there without money. It would not be long before she would come running back to him and he could force her to take care of Zayla.

Even in a situation like this, she was the only one he could trust to take care of his unborn heir because she had a kind heart. Whereas, what both Sabrina and Robin failed to see was the way the color on Zayla's face drained at Robin's question. She was sure that Robin was going to give in to Sabrina's demand.

"Babe, I want this villa for our child. It's more homely," Zayla said in a sweet flattery voice. Sabrina stiffened slightly, recalling Robin's father's words,

"Sabrina, you must promise me that no matter what happens between you and my son, you must never leave this villa. It's my gift to you and there is more to it than you think."

"Dad, please don't be ridiculous. You know that I have no need for anything. If I wanted a villa like this, my father would have given me four. It should be for Robin," Sabrina recalled her response that day.

"You don't understand. A man who lacks self-control in the aspect of his zip when he has a wife at home is up for destruction. I'm sorry for being selfish but there are so many treasures in this villa, passed down from generation to generation. If it gets into the hands of another woman, we shall lose it all. Please promise me that this villa will always be yours and you will not let him have it," the middle-aged man demanded on his deathbed. He had kidney failure but they could not get a donor due to his rare blood group.

"If it makes you happy, then I will keep an eye on the villa but don't worry, I will make Robin fall in love with me. I will give him so much love that he would be left with no choice," she recalled herself saying to the sick man on the bed. If she had known things would turn out like this, she would not have made that promise but recalling how the man smiled after those words before he passed away, she knew she had to keep that promise.

"Robin, this villa has memories of your father. He treated me like a daughter and I want it preserved," Sabrina held back her tears and spoke. Zayla's eyes were red or were they green? Was it envy, jealousy or greed? There was just something about the villa. It was the reason why Zayla returned. Back then, she left after Robin's father threatened to expose her secrets but now, he was gone so she was here to stay and in this villa she must.

"Babe please, you can give her the penthouse. This is the best place for our child to grow," she tagged on Robin's shirt and spoke. Robin might be blind to certain things but he wanted to be fair.

"Zayla, at least Sabrina has been a good wife. This is all she is asking for but you have me," he pointed out with an unreadable glare which forced Zayla to lower her gaze. She feared that Robin would see through her but neither was she ready to let it go. Rather, they should have this discussion later, when she would have strong backing.

"Yes, you are right, I have you but I don't want to eat out," she lamented, casting an accusing glare at Sabrina. For as long as Zayla was concerned, Sabrina should serve her like a maid for as long as she continued to live in the villa. It was the only way for Zayla to feel good about herself, since she knew about Sabrina's history. Her father was Mr. Cobby James. A billionaire with multiple businesses. However, Robin took Zayla's 'yes,' as acceptance to his plea.

"Sabrina, since it's settled, bring us the food," Robin demanded but Sabrina seemed to be busy with something. She was talking on the phone, which was unusual for her. For as long as Robin knew, he was the only one in Sabrina's contact list. The rest were maids, drivers, bodyguards and the family doctor. And yes, Robin's best friend, Daniel Root.

Robin was even more curious because of the way Sabrina created a distance, speaking in a relaxed tone though he could not hear what she was saying. There was even a faint smile on her face which did not look forced. It brought out some hidden beauty in her he never noticed before. What was he thinking? He was never attracted to Sabrina. When he fucked her, it was because of his responsibility as a husband. In a way, it also felt different because he never used protection with her like he did with other women.

When Zayla returned, he only slept with her once without protection but that was because they were both drunk. After that day, he never slept with her again for a reason he could not tell but who knew that she was the one to make him happy after his years of miserable marriage? Sabrina finally hangs up the phone and asked,

"Did you say something?"

"The food," Robin demanded. Sabrina blinked and an evil thought came to mind. Robin would eat her food every time he came home and during the times he slept out due to reasons only he knew, he would eat as if he was starved. Putting two and two together, she yelled,

"Margaret!"

"Yes ma'am," the chief maid humbly responded, hastening to the Madam of the house. She was happy that the house would be for Sabina, which meant that her job and that of the other maids would be safe. It was bad to eavesdrop yet, Margaret was glad she did.

"Please bring the food from the kitchen," Sabrina said calmly, catching the evil smirk in the corner of Zayla's lips and oh, Robin swallowed too. He looked hungry and Sabrina wondered why there were so many expensive restaurants yet, he would always call her to cook for him.

The maid nodded and went to get it but Robin was upset. Sabrina served his food personally so why send the maid? Perhaps she was upset with Zayla's presence which was quite understandable. He wanted to insist but the aroma of the food got him tongue-tied when it arrived. Before the maid set it on the table, Sabrina bellowed,

"I didn't tell you to take it there."

Margaret froze and looked at her with a confused gaze. Robin and Zayla were equally surprised. "What do I do with it ma'am?" Margaret asked. She was a middle-aged woman and always had her hair held in a bun. She was not expecting Sabrina's next words.

"You and your friends should eat it. My treat," Sabrina smiled and spoke. Margaret smiled but was also afraid, she could not move, asking,

"Ma'am, are you sure?"

"I cooked it so eat it," Sabrina's smile grew broader when she saw the expression of the two people seated at the dining table. Margaret smiled. She knew that Sabrina was upset so she still did not move.

"Sabrina, what is the meaning of this?" Robin bellowed furiously. Sabrina shushed Margaret away with the food before she shrugged, saying,"

"You have a beautiful woman by your side. The kitchen is empty so what is hindering her from cooking for you?"

Chapter 3: Chapter 3 - Still my wife

Seeing Robin rising from the dining table in anger, Sabrina quickly turned to leave but it was too late. He grabbed her by the arm, incoherently pinning her against the wall. His movement was a little violent.

As they say, a hungry man is an angry man. Robin's angry gaze bored into her amber eyes that brought out the beauty of her blonde hair. He raged,

"Why are you so insolent? When did you become like this?"

His closeness made Sabrina uncomfortable but she gazed at him coldly and truthfully responded, "I loved you for so long thinking that one day, you will love me too. I endured so much, including watching you on the news and receiving pictures and videos of your affairs with so many women, thinking you would change but I was wrong. I am done loving you, Robin. I am no longer your submissive wife."

She gritted her teeth at the last part and tried to wiggle out of his arms, failing miserably at it. Seeing she was not a match for him, she stopped fighting and only glared as he said, "Don't forget that we are not yet divorced."

The doorbell rang and Sabrina felt grateful for it. Robin got interrupted, wondering who was at the gate. The maids should go and get it but Sabrina pulled away from him and went to get it. She returned and placed the documents on the dining table, Robin was shocked. Zayla was excited though.

"How did you get it?" Robin asked. Divorce documents took time to process and only a good lawyer could get it so fast. It was even more confusing because they had talked about it not long ago. Or was it the person she was talking to on the phone? When did Sabrina know of anyone who was not in Robin's circle?

"Why do you care? They are genuine so you should sign," Sabrina coldly demanded. Robin panicked but externally, he looked calm.

"I will take time to read through them, just in case," he said smugly, assuring himself that he did not need her. Sabrina glanced between him and Zayla before she demanded,

"I need it tomorrow and I need you and your woman out of this villa too."

Now Robin was pissed. Since when did Sabrina grow horns? What fueled her confidence? Was she planning for the divorce all along or was it because she was jealous that Zayla was pregnant for him? Should she not be happy for him that he finally got someone to call him a father? Perhaps she forgot who he was. Glaring daggers at her, he spat coldly, "You do not talk to me like that."

Sabrina calmed herself. She was allowing her anger to take a toll on the situation which was not the best. The divorce was not finalized and Robin could still decide to take the villa from her. "I'm sorry, Mr. Robin Jewel, Good night," she said and walked away. She might burst into tears if she stood there any longer.

An awkward silence ensued after. Sabrina just showed a side of her which Robin never saw before, even after three years of marriage. She was becoming mysterious to him. His stomach grumbled and so did Zayla. Ah, he had not eaten anything because he was waiting for his sumptuous meal. Who thought that Sabrina could be like this? Somehow, even when she said she did not love him anymore, he felt that she was lying. It was just a matter of time. She would run back to him.

"I will order food for us," he told Zayla, who was uncomfortable. She had not had a home cooked meal in a long time because her home was not as peaceful as that of Sabrina. She had it in her to break the bitch but it seemed that even after agreeing to divorce, the bitch still walked with her head high in victory.

'Just you wait, Sabrina. This villa will still be mine and you will run back to your father. But once I get a hold of this villa, I will destroy everything your father has.'

"What about the maids? Can't they cook?" Zayla forced a smile and questioned, still not wanting to feel like she failed at her own game. Robin's response did not make her feel any better.

"Cooking is not part of their contract. Sabrina never added it because she loves to do it. I have to get a chef but he will start work from the penthouse."

Zayla frowned stubbornly, "I don't want to live in the penthouse. I want to live here," she insisted but Robin was at a loss. He never dealt with an over pampered child before. Sabrina was a matured woman, lessening his burdens and not adding to them. At 27, Zayla was still behaving like a 16 year old.

"I already gave this house to Sabrina and I'm I wrong to think that you like this house better than me?" He glared at Zayla, her resolve broke. She was moving too fast but also because she was desperate. She composed herself in time and smiled,

"No, no, it's just beautiful."

"I will get something more beautiful than this for you and our unborn child," Robin said seriously but Zayla was not amused about it. She wanted this villa because it had something impeccable. Something her family needed to bounce back and she was their only hope in getting it.

They ordered food and ate with Robin grimacing the whole time. The food was from a top restaurant but did not meet his taste so he ate little. When they were done, Robin ordered Margaret to take Zayla to the guest room. She was instantly appalled.

"Babe, I'm scared of sleeping alone."

Robin was getting upset. He had a huge corporation to manage and was not ready to babysit an adult behaving as a kid. "You are not a child, Zayla. Who were you sleeping with in Europe every night when I was not with you?" He asked in annoyance.

Embarrassment covered Zayla's eyes before she said, "Well, pregnancy is different." She tried to hide her disappointment because a month after she and Robin got drunk, she only met him with the news that she was pregnant for him, insisting that it was her first time doing it with him when they were drunk. Robin was happy and took responsibility but never slept with her after that. She even caught him fucking a woman he claimed to be a client so why not her? Why did she feel like he was hiding from her?

"Don't forget the divorce is not finalized. I need time to read this before I sign," Robin created an excuse. The point was, he did not feel sexually attracted to her after that night but since he promised to keep her by his side, he would do just that.

"Okay," Zayla smiled since it was about the divorce. Who knew what Sabrina had in her sleeves? It had to be over with. Robin went to his room and heard sobbing. Seemed that the ice queen was not so tough after all. This was the assurance he needed. Sabrina would not be able to live without him. He laid beside her on the bed and Sabrina quickly wiped her tears, putting on a strong look. She stiffened when his hand wrapped around her waist.

"DON'T TOUCH ME," she bellowed but Robin laughed and said,

"Have you forgotten that the divorce is not yet finalized? Until then, you are still my wife."

Sabrina was so upset that she wanted to slap him but he was right. The divorce was not finalized and with all the power and wealth Robin had, he could make things difficult for her. She forced a smile. After all, she was never going to do this in her life again so why not enjoy it now? She turned to her side and began to plaster kisses on his face.

It was not as easy as she thought by the time they were done. Robin drained everything out of her until she felt like paper. Tonight was different. He was fierce but also passionate. Too bad it wasn't going to happen again. Then her heart thumped. What if it affected the baby in her womb? She wasn't thinking when she gave in. Taking deep breaths, she forced herself to calm down before giving in to sleep. She was surprised that the man was still holding her naked body tightly in his arms. How weird?

By the time Sabrina woke up the next day, the papers had been signed and they had to meet in court for the final procedure. Sabrina broke down, venting everything she kept inside before. It was a painful realization after she had put on all the strength in front of him. Inside, she was just a broken little girl, who also desired to be loved and comforted.

Her attention was drawn to the time and she quickly dressed up, happy to have packed a few things the night before. By the time she reached the divorce court, Robin was already there, fuming with anger. The papers were signed and the marriage annulled. Sabrina did not expect it when he asked her,

"I'm going back to the office but I can drop you at the villa first. I don't understand the reason you refused to come with the driver."

"Thanks Mr Jewel but there's no need for that," Sabrina replied politely and Robin felt strange. Before he could tell her to stop addressing him formally, she had walked past him, which was also strange. He was the one who used to walk past her before. Still, he was determined to drop her in the villa, thereby following her.

His jaw almost hit the ground in shock when a tall, slender and handsome figure met Sabrina, instantly pulling her into his arms, towering over her and burying his face in the crook of her neck. Robin was gnashing his teeth.

Chapter 4: Chapter 4 – Robin’s unease

Robin sucked in the misery, reminding himself that he never wanted Sabrina. He had Zayla. Perhaps he was just in shock because of how he saw Sabrina as a decent woman but did it mean that Sabrina was cheating on him all this while? He was about to go and confront her when the man pulled away and kissed her on the forehead before leading her to his Roll-Royce.

His hands wrapped around her waist, while he opened the door to the passenger side for her, and buckled her with a seat belt before walking around to sit at the driver's side.

Robin could not take it anymore. He was not the romantic type and this romantic guy was making him distraught. Robin was sure that the guy had even seen him and Sabrina knew he was still there and yet, she did not for once stop the guy. He raged and began to walk towards the car, at the same time his phone began to ring.

He stopped, contemplating on whether or not to answer the call but seeing Sabrina riding in a foreign car with an unknown man, he ignored the call, completed his journey and walked to the passenger side. His middle finger curled and he knocked on the car window.

Thinking that he must have forgotten something, Sabrina wined down. "Step out of the car," Robin said calmly, his expression blank.

"Why?" Sabrina asked, confused. Was something wrong with the car? She stepped out and so did the man at the driver seat, as he walked and stood protectively beside her.

"Who is he and what are you doing with him?" Robin snarled, his gaze turning into a darker shade. Sabrina let out a humorless chuckle. She thought it was something important. Her eyes narrowed and she shrugged carelessly,

"Did you forget that we just got divorced? I don't answer to you anymore."

She went back to sit in the car when Robin grabbed her by the arm, his eyes throwing daggers. Before he spoke, another hand grabbed his and he turned to look at the man who was equally raged.

"Leave my girl alone," the man tousled in a warning tone. His height was just the same as that of Robin and they were both dressed in black suits, looking elegant and sophisticated. Robin pushed the phone into his suit pocket and glared at him, asking,

"Your girl? Since when?"

"Why should I tell you? She isn't your wife anymore," the man glared back and spoke in a cold tone. Sabrina was trying to free her hand from Robin's tight grip and when the man saw her discomfort, he tried to pull Robin's hand away. "Leave her alone," he said coldly, in a warning tone.

"Or what?" Robin asked, his grip further tightening around Sabrina. The next moment, a hard punch landed on his face, forcing his grip around Sabrina to loosen. Sabrina saw the redness from here he held before, and frowned whiles she rubbed the area to ease the pain.

A hand flew above her head, landing in the face of the man beside her. Sabrina was exasperated, seeing the man beside her was about to release another punch and they were already attracting so much attention from onlookers. Quickly, between the two men causing a restriction to any physical movement.

However, she could hear their rageful pants which felt as if they were ready to kill each other. "He doesn't deserve it, let's go," she said to the man beside her and sat back in her seat. The man did same and Robin watched, raged. He lowered his head and issued a warning,

"If I find out that you cheated during our three years of marriage, hell would break loose."

Sabrina's anger was over the top, as she laughed her heart out but her eyes were moist with pain which she tried to hide. "Seems to me that you just swallowed a bitter pill, Robin, live with it," she said coldly, at the same time the car drove away.

Robin's gaze darkened and expression was cold. His cheek where the punch landed unexpectedly was still burning with pain. The phone is his suit pocket finally got his attention again from the continuous ringing which he had ignored before.

Seeing it was Zayla, his anger submerged and he answered it. The black Rolls Royce passed in front of him and he saw Sabrina smiling in a way he had never seen before, instantly feeling strange. 'I should have just killed the bastard,' he said in his mind, just as a soft voice spoke,

"Sweetheart, when will you be home? I'm lonely."

Robin had not spoken since he answered the call so the female voice startled him a little, especially by the way she addressed him. Those pet names were so foreign and he preferred going by first names. Whereas, this was Zayla, the woman who saved his life and this was also the first time he heard that someone missed him.

"Zayla, I left you barely two hours ago," he said softly.

"Can't I stay in your office? I won't cause trouble. You know I don't have friends," she pleaded. She knew about Robin and women so if she stayed close to him, she would be able to send them away. She was not going to be like Sabrina who would turn a blind eye to any and everything because she wanted to be a good wife.

Robin saw nothing wrong with Zayla wanting to be closer to him. She could be in the visitors' room whiles he worked. "Alright, I will send a driver to get you."

Zayla did not like that arrangement. Successfully getting Sabrina out of Robin's life did not mean that she was safe. He still had not married her and she did not have the villa she much wanted. She would only be able to bug Robin for it if they spent more time together.

"Please can't you do it yourself?"

Robin was already exhausted by what transpired earlier between him, Sabrina and whoever that man was and could do with a breather but here was just so much for him to do at the office for which reason he did not have over an hour to make the trip back to the penthouse. He said in the same soft tone,

"There is a lot of pending work and I already lost over an hour because of the annulment."

"So, you are divorced now?" Zayla was suddenly excited. Sabrina was already out of the picture so she only had to focus on getting the title of Mrs. Jewel and the villa.

"Yes," Robin affirmed.

"We should celebrate. How about we go somewhere later after work?" Zayla asked. Robin did not feel good about celebrating his divorce. It was not as if he wanted it. He just wanted Sabrina to know that she could not live without him but seeing her with that man, he was conflicted. Did Sabrina cheat on him? What did her last words even mean? His mood soured once more, as the image crossed his mind.

"I will be working late."

"But I want to be with you," Zayla insisted, momentously saddened. Things were going well between them before Robin's father chased her out of NY city and banned her from coming back. She only found out recently that he died, though it had happened over two years ago. Now, there was a gap between her and Robin because of Sabrina so she just could not be away from him.

"No, the driver will take you back after four hours. You are pregnant and should be at home. If you are bored, then you could try checking the things we need in the penthouse, Robin suggested.

Since he mentioned the pregnancy, Zayla could not refuse. It would not be healthy for her to be staying up so late but his second suggestion was also not a pleasant one for her. Whereas thinking it over and realizing that Robin was entrusting her with a great responsibility, she smiled.

"Okay, I will transform it into a home you would love,"

Zayna's voice was suddenly thin but Robin did not notice it. His heart filled with gladness, merely hearing that the right woman for him was willing to change their penthouse into a home, he smiled before he hung up. Those were the few good things about Sabrina. In addition to her exceptional cooking skills, she knew how to make a home and Zayla was going to do same for him.

Chapter 5: Chapter 5 – Just like old times.

In a black Rolls Royce, Sabrina was listening to her favorite song, constantly interrupted by the man beside her. "I asked what gave you the courage to leave him finally and why did you stop me from beating him up?"

Sabrina froze, contemplating on whether or not she could trust him again. Devin was her half-brother. Same mother, different father. Since he was the only boy among two girls, he inherited his father's fashion design company, sending it to a new level all together. Devin had always dotted on Sabrina and was never in support of her marriage to Robin, for which reason Sabrina was reluctant to let it out.

"He brought a pregnant woman to live in the same house with us. He wants me to take care of her because he is the father of the child she is carrying." She left the identity of the Zayla, knowing that Devin might cause problems for her.

Devin hit the steering wheel with his hand, Sabrina jolted from the impact, surprised. "The fucken son of bitch. I knew I should have killed him," Devin cursed with regret. He loved his half-sister so much that it was hard for him to move on without her even with Sabrina's junior sister, Lizzy being there.

"He isn't worth it," Sabrina sighed and rubbed the back of his hand on the steering wheel. It was good that he was not speeding.

"Well, I'm glad it happened. If not, how could I have had you back?" Devin smiled. He wanted to see his sister happy again and he was going to do just that. Sabrina smiled in return. This was all so familiar. Devin being overly protective of her. She shook her head and said,

"You are so silly."

"I always knew you were too good for him. I will take good care of you; you will never think about his existence ever again," Devin assured her. Sabrina smiled awkwardly, not knowing if she should reveal the news of her pregnancy to him.

Almost an hour later, Devin pulled over.

"Where are we?" Sabrina asked, her eyes widening at the skyscraper in front of her. She lost the vibe to tell Devin about her pregnancy when she had not had a doctor's confirmation.

"You don't know? You will see when we get there."

Devin had a smirk in the corner of his lips which got Sabrina snooping. Anytime he had that smirk on, then he was up to something. It was all so familiar from the past and she missed it so much.

Devin led her elegantly through the reception area to the elevator, heads continuously turning in their way. When they stepped out of the elevator, Devin knocked on the door before pushing it open, Sabrina almost cried.

"Lizzy!!"

Sabrina exclaimed when the slim figure sitting on the executive chair rushed to hug her. The embrace was so tight and the two women were shedding tears. Devin stood there awkwardly in annoyance. He felt left out in the sweet reunion.

"It's three of us you know," he chimed and tried to join when Lizzy pushed him away.

"Just stay away," Lizzy scoffed before pulling away and looking at her big sister again. "The asshole. What has he done to you?" She raged.

News about Robin and women was not new and everyone knew about it. Lizzy was helpless all the time since Sabrina had refused to leave the toxic marriage. Sabrina smiled as she ogled at the office. Her family's company, which she thought had died had rather grown. Sighing, she responded thoughtfully,

"He did nothing Lizzy; I was foolish to love him." Tears sprouted from her eyes and Lizzy's heart ached. She wished she could send Robin ten feet to the grave but that was not possible for someone like her. Robin was still a business progeny and more powerful than them.

"You've lost so much because of him and he dares to treat you like this?" Lizzy shook her head in dismay. Her sister's marriage was so unattractive that she never gave in to any man. It was better to preserve her heart than to have it broken.

"It's all in the past, Lizzy, Sabrina James is a fighter," Sabrina vowed. When both Lizzy and Devin realized that she was using her maiden name, they smiled in satisfaction. The Jewels were dead to them.

"I just wish that mum was here to witness this day," Lizzy said with a faraway look in her eyes. Their mother had Devin before marrying their father, after she lost her first husband in a plane crash. When Lizzy was six, their mother passed away from cancer and their father never remarried.

Naturally, Devin inherited his father's fortune when he turned eighteen. Whereas he has been very generous to the family and overly protective of Lizzy and Sabrina. Still, Lizzy felt that he loved Sabrina more, which was indeed true. Sabrina was the first sister he had before Lizzy so they naturally bonded and not even Lizzy could come between them.

"I believe that she's still watching over us from wherever she is," Devin hugged his sisters with a sad countenance. He loved his mother so much but she had to die so early.

"And dad?" Sabrina asked expectantly, her emotions out of place. She did not know how her father was going to feel about her return but was ready to make it up to him.

"In a meeting with some of the company's high-profile clients."

Sabrina felt lost. The last time she recalled, her family's business was just a small one and her father helped to force her marriage with Robin, so that Robin's father could help to expand it. Now, it was way larger than she imagined, when her father had pulled out of the business deal with Robin's father before his passing away.

"How did it happen? The company had been sold."

Lizzy smiled. "Well, we did that before daddy reached out for you to leave Robin. We did not want him to come back to lay claims so he declared the company bankrupt and put it up for sale. Then we bought it back in Devin's name. Good thing Devin uses his late father's surname."

Sabrina was nodding the whole time, feeling relieved. Robin would never be able to lay claims to this company, not even knowing about its existence. "I'm so glad. I was afraid."

"No. JC Minerals is doing better than you think," Lizzy said assuringly. She was about to say more but Devin interrupted,

"Brina, have you had breakfast already?" He asked worriedly, knowing that Sabrina might not have appetite. He was not going to let her starve because of an unworthy ex-husband. When Sabrina called him last night which was the first time in two years, he guessed that something had happened and it was indeed true.

"No," Sabrina said honestly. She just did not have the appetite.

"Then let's have brunch at the cafeteria," Lizzy suggested. Having had three cups of coffee, she needed to eat something too but Devin had a better idea.

"No, I will take you both to my favorite restaurant."

Lizzy rolled her eyes and asked, "Where the least dish cost $2,000? What a waste?"

"It's my treat for gaining back my lost sister," Devin shrugged. He had money and was making more so why not spend it? That was what money was meant for.

"Since you are paying, we are eating," Lizzy shrugged before glancing at her sister again in admiration. She was just happy to be reunited with Sabrina. The trio arrived at the restaurant and when Sabrina saw the menu, she paled.

"Isn't it too much?"

"Nothing is too much for my baby sis," Devin boasted and waved at the waiter. Lizzy pouted. She just knew that now that Sabrina was back, she would not have Devin all to herself like before.

"I took care of you when she was away."

"And now she's back," Devin teased and Lizzy laughed. She felt her bladder full and said when the waiter arrived,

"I will use the ladies' room but I want items number 5,6 and 9."

Sabrina gulped. Her kid sister must be having a huge appetite or she just wanted to break Devin's bank account. "Do you want to render him bankrupt?"

"Take it as his punishment for ignoring me. 15k for brunch is nothing to him," Lizzy said and stood up. She had blonde hair like that of Sabrina. Then she added, "You have no idea how much money he has." That said, she hastened to the washroom.

Sabrina was reluctant to place her order so Devin ordered her favorite dishes. Even with that, she was still afraid to dig in when she saw the prices attached to the dishes, he ordered for her. Devin was displeased.

Sabrina was married to the billionaire Robin but she was too modest for his liking. He took her cutlery and began to feed her. Sabrina welcomed every bite he brought to her mouth, reminiscing on the old times when he used to feed her like this. Now she was wondering how she was able to live with Robin when he never gave her attention. Love was indeed to blind.

Intermittedly, a tall attractive figure walked into the restaurant with a woman. His eyes darted around and seemingly landed on a familiar silhouette. He wasted no time, hastening to the elegant table where she sat with a man feeding her. His face contoured with disgust as he roared,

"Sabrina Jewel, what are you doing here with a man? And where is your husband, Robin?"