My Cheating Husband Discovered I'm The Real Billionaire Heiress

I forced a grim smile as I picked up the divorce agreement and scanned its contents carefully. As expected, he wanted me to walk away with virtually nothing, leaving me with only this three-bedroom apartment.

"The divorce can go ahead, but I'm not signing this agreement," I said through clenched teeth. "You're the one who cheated, not me, so why should I be the one left with nothing? You should be leaving empty-handed, not me!"

Bennett seemed nonchalant, almost as if he had anticipated my reaction. "I have nothing but debt anyway," he said coolly. "Even this apartment is already mortgaged to the bank."

What was he implying?

How could he possibly have only debts and no assets?

I was still reeling from the shock when Bennett's phone buzzed. He glanced at the screen and answered it in a gentle tone. "I'll be there soon, just hang tight."

It was clear that Liv was on the other end, impatiently waiting for him.

Bennett hung up and looked at me with irritation. "Just sign it, don't drag this out any longer."

I seethed with anger. "Did you stash our marital assets away?"

He avoided the question, only saying, "Assets aren't important. I'll make sure you and the baby are taken care of."

I gritted my teeth. "The divorce will happen, but I'm not letting this shady asset transfer during our marriage go unchecked."

My family has influence, but this injustice is unbearable.

How could he treat me like this?

"What are you going to do? Lawyer up and come after me?" Bennett sneered. "Do you even have the funds to hire a lawyer?"

"What good will it do to fight me tooth and nail for you or the baby?"

Our standoff continued, interrupted by the sharp sound of his phone ringing again.

Bennett clenched his fists. "Kylie, don't hold it against me!"

He then stood up, grabbed me roughly, and forced my fingerprint onto the divorce papers. During our struggle, my swollen belly slammed painfully into the corner of the table, but Bennett didn't let up. He shoved the pen into my hand, holding my wrist and forcing me to sign despite my agony.

With the agreement in his grip, Bennett immediately picked up Liv's call and walked out.

"Bennett, you bastard!!"

"I hate you!!"

He glanced back at me from the hallway, his expression full of guilt and helplessness. "Kylie, I don't want it to be like this either!"

"You know the sacrifices I've made to climb up. The company is heading into its next round of financing, and without Liv's backing, all my efforts will crumble!"

"I love you, Kylie!! Trust me, this is the only path for you, me, and our baby to have a better life."

With that, he slammed the door shut.

The pain in my abdomen was relentless. I looked down to see a streak of blood trailing down my leg.

As anger boiled within me, a torrent of fear crashed over me.

I couldn't stand anymore. I collapsed onto the floor, summoning all my remaining strength to reach for the phone on the coffee table to dial an ambulance.