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"Who is that woman?" asked Alexander from his seat, amazed at the most elegant and 

classy woman he had ever seen in his life. Even though he couldn't see her face clearly 

from where he was sitting, he was sure he had never seen her before. Otherwise, he 

wouldn't be able to get her out of his head for a second and wouldn't hesitate to entangle 

her in his seductive web.

Her brown hair didn't need an elaborate hairstyle, nor did she need too much makeup to 

catch the attention of any man who passed by her side. The waves of her hair fell 

delicately on her shoulder, revealing the grace of her back. Her glowing skin looked so 

delicate and smooth.

Her silver dress swayed back and forth as she danced with an older man. The rst thing 

that crossed Alexander's mind was that she was dancing with her father, until the 

assistant replied.

"It's Sarah Petit, sir, your ex-wife." Those words echoed in his head over and over again as 

he remembered the woman he had been married to for two years. The woman he thought 

he loved, the one who didn't stir a hair in him.

What irony.

Now she was rocking his world.

Divorced Heiress Chapter 1

I had the pregnancy test in my hands, I hadn't wanted to take it just because of a few 

simple nausea, but my mother practically forced me and I had no choice but to obey her, 

the result appeared within minutes and my heart began to beat uncontrollably in my chest.

It couldn't be.

It was impossible.

I was pregnant.

I didn't know whether to laugh or cry, if this had happened six months ago, I would 

undoubtedly be jumping with excitement before running to shout it to the world, but at this 

moment, my marriage to the great fashion industry businessman, Alexander Lancaster, 

was hanging by a thread.

After two years of marriage, he became indifferent, cold, he treated me as if I didn't exist 

and it was rare for him to even touch me, so I knew perfectly well the day it was conceived. 

That night he came home from a cocktail, it had been a long time since I had seen him so 

excited, and when he nished, he fell asleep next to me in bed, I thought everything would 

return to normal, but I was wrong, the next day he barely greeted me.

Tears welled up in my eyes and my mother didn't take long to wrap me in her arms.

"Sarah, this is great news, you shouldn't get depressed, it's what your marriage needed, I'm 

sure Alex will change when he nds out he's going to be a father." My mother made an 

effort to encourage me, although I have always thought that a child would never be the 

solution to problems and doubted that the child I carry in my womb would be the reason to 

recover my marriage, to recover Alex.

"I've never agreed with that, I can't use a child to make everything go back to how it 

was." My voice came out broken but understandable, my mother looked at me as if I were 

saying a lot of nonsense.

She approached the closet and took out my suitcase, along with all my carefully folded 

clothes.

"Come on, pack your things, you'll return on the next ight, you'll go to your husband and 

tell him you're going to be parents, you'll see how everything will improve, you love each 

other, you'll be a happy family and you'll give all the love to my grandchild." 

I would love to have my mother's enthusiasm, even though she had never met Alexander in 

person, she had so much faith that he could become the loving husband he was in the 

beginning.

"Leave? Now? My ight is in four days." I said without taking my eyes off my mother, who 

meticulously folded each garment in my suitcase.

"You'll leave on the private jet, more comfortable and relaxing. You can think about what 

you're going to say to Alexander when you arrive on the way. Keep packing, I'll let the pilot 

know to prepare everything for your trip." She left the last garment she had managed to 

fold and left the suite with her cellphone in her hand, leaving me alone with my half-full 

luggage.

I wiped the tears on my cheeks, looking for the positive side of the news, and I didn't take 

long to nd it. I touched my still at stomach, as if I could feel the life growing inside me, 

then all the bad disappeared, I was going to become a mother and the best part was that I 

would have a child with the man I loved.

I would be a mother.

I repeated it over and over again in my head, while with a smile on my face, I began to pack 

the clothes I brought for my short vacation and week-long visit to my mother in Orlando.

I took a deep breath when I arrived in New York, nerves were bubbling in my system and 

my legs couldn't stop trembling.

My mother's idea turned out to be a complete failure, I couldn't relax or think about how I 

would tell Alex the news, all I did was caress my stomach and think about all the negative.

I took a taxi that would take me home, along the way I called Alexander a couple of times 

on his cellphone, I wanted to know where he was so I could surprise him, but the call went 

straight to voicemail.

Okay, no problem with that, he was probably at the company right now. It was only two in 

the afternoon, so I planned everything in my head.

I left the luggage at home and rushed to the company with the pregnancy test in a gift box 

that my mother got me. Yes, that was how detailed my mother was. I wouldn't have 

thought of such a thing.

My plans were short, but precise, and they would have worked perfectly if it weren't for 

Alexander's sister being at my house. As soon as she saw me arrive, she didn't waste time 

giving me a look of annoyance, as if she couldn't stand my presence or as if her eyes 

suffered just from seeing my face.

"The one who wasn't needed has arrived." She rolled her eyes and continued what she was 

doing, trying on the new collection that Lancaster Collection was going to launch in a 

month.

The living room was a mess, with many items of clothing scattered everywhere, while a 

couple of designers from the company advised her. She seemed to forget that she was in 

my house and she was the intruder here.

"Who gave you permission to come in?"

"Well, sorry for coming to MY house." I emphasized the word "my" and she looked at me 

with a mocking smile, as if she found it amusing what I just said.

"Your house? It's my brother's house and I have more right to be here than you do. You 

should know your place. You're nothing but a gold digger." she said with such arrogance 

that I wanted to slap her across the face, but I preferred not to give her attention and 

continue with my plans.

She doesn't even know what she's saying, she can't see beyond her own nose.

I was never liked by Gina, Alexander's younger sister, and even less by his mother. They 

always took every opportunity to humiliate me, always with the same topic, that a beggar 

like me would never have a place next to a successful man like Alexander, born into a 

wealthy family.

I tried not to pay attention to each of the Lancaster's attacks, as I preferred to avoid future 

conicts. I didn't even tell Alexander about it, the last thing I wanted was to create a bigger 

problem where his family would be portrayed as the villains, and even though they were, I 

wouldn't hesitate to defend them with all my might, before myself. I just had to swallow 

the mistreatment from these two women and keep as much distance from them as 

possible.

And now more than ever, since I just found out that Alexander's child is growing inside me, 

I had to stay calm for the sake of both of us.

What they, and even Alexander, didn't know was that I came from a recognized, powerful, 

and even more inuential and wealthy family than the Lancasters. But I put my family 

aside when we both fell in love in college and decided to take the next step after 

graduation; we got married, vowed to love and respect each other until death do us part.

Of course, my family never agreed with my relationship with Alexander, they didn't want to 

meet him either, so my father gave me a choice: marry him or take my position in the 

Doinel fashion house.

My mother was the only one who supported me, although she preferred to keep her 

distance because she didn't want to go against my father.

I saw my mother twice a year, I haven't seen my father since I got married.

I wiped away my tears as I remembered the last day I saw him. He didn't seem happy with 

my decision, as he wanted me to follow in his footsteps and become as important in the 

fashion world as he was. However, I remembered the last thing he said to me.

"Fly, y high, but don't let them clip your wings, and if that happens, remember that I'll be 

waiting for you with open arms to mend your wings and teach you once again to wait for 

the right moment to take a long ight."

I missed my father so much, especially in moments when Alexander treated me with such 

indifference and coldness, as if he no longer felt anything for me, when I felt that he no 

longer desired me, when he barely looked at me before sleeping. I couldn't remember the 

last time he told me he loved me.

In those moments, I missed my father, because he wouldn't allow his daughter to be 

treated that way, he couldn't allow me to settle for so little when he gave me everything.

Chapter 2 Betrayal.

Fifteen minutes had passed since I parked outside Lancaster Collection. Every time I 

gathered the courage to nally go in, negative thoughts returned.

What if he didn't want it?

What if he got mad at me?

To hell with it all, there was no reason to be afraid. If he didn't want it, I would give my baby 

double the love. And if he got angry, let him be angry. We were both responsible for this 

unexpected pregnancy. We were a "happily" married couple. We were mature and aware 

adults.

I took a deep breath and got out of my car with the small gift box in my hand. Nerves were 

running high. I could feel my heart pounding in my ears. How could something so simple 

be so complicated?

No, the real question was, why was I making this so complicated?

It was as simple as going to his oce, greeting him, giving him the gift box, and waiting for 

his reaction.

I hoped it was as simple as that.

I slipped among the desperate and stressed workers rushing back and forth. The company 

always became a real stress when they were about to launch a new collection.

I didn't dare announce my arrival because I wanted everything to be a surprise. I entered 

the elevator just as it was about to close and positioned myself in a corner, pretending to 

look at my phone with my hair covering my face so that the people beside me wouldn't 

recognize me.

It might seem silly, but I felt like if someone noticed that I was in the company, they would 

inform Alex and ruin the surprise.

Small details that were important to me.

The only test I had left to pass was that of his secretary, but luckily she wasn't at her desk 

when I arrived on the executive oor.

Well, I was here now and there was no turning back.

As soon as I put my hand on the doorknob, I froze upon hearing the noise on the other 

side. My heart skipped a beat as I prayed for this to be a misunderstanding, for those 

moans to be a product of my imagination and the nerves that wouldn't leave me even for a 

second.

I was on the verge of turning around and leaving, trying to convince myself that it wasn't 

what I had in my head, but then I saw Alex's secretary coming out of the elevator and panic 

set in.

I opened Alexander's oce door without hesitation, only to be met with the worst scene of 

my life.

I swallowed hard, trying to get rid of the knot in my throat, but it was impossible. I couldn't 

believe what I was seeing. How did it even occur to me that it could be a 

misunderstanding? How stupid.

My husband was with my best friend.

The people I trusted the most, after my parents, whom I met years ago in a shared class at 

university. That pair of people who didn't deserve to be called husband and best friend.

Both of them looked at me in surprise and immediately covered up, as if I hadn't just seen 

them half-naked.

"What are you doing here?" Alexander asked me, his voice icy and clearly angry.

What was I doing here? That was a good question, and I had the most beautiful answer, at 

least for me. But after nding them almost having s*x in Alexander's oce while I was 

supposed to be "away," I asked myself the same question.

What was I doing here?

What was I doing with a man who had become so cold towards me, someone who 

had stopped caring? 

What was I doing begging for his attention or a caress from the man I left everything for?

What was I doing, enduring all of this, his indifference, his family's humiliation, his 

indelity, his betrayal?

"Now it all makes sense." I said, thinking about his lack of interest in me in recent months. 

Tears blurred my vision, but I didn't let a single one fall. 

"I didn't expect this from you, Rachel."

I took a deep breath. I wasn't going to make a scene on the executive oor. Even though 

that was the least they deserved, my principles wouldn't allow it. The best thing I could do 

was leave it at that. I wouldn't demand anything from either of them, and I didn't want to 

hear any explanations, if they even wanted to excuse themselves. But judging by Alex's 

angry expression and my "friend's" almost non-existent mocking smile, I knew I wouldn't 

even receive an apology.

"Sir, I apologize. I didn't realize Mrs. Lancaster had arrived." 

I looked over my shoulder at the secretary who had apparently arrived at some point and 

was now covering her face to avoid seeing the exhibitionists on the couch.

But of course, there had to be an accomplice to these two, and of course, she was 

apologizing because she had just screwed up. And probably, the mistake of letting me 

continue to the boss's oce would cost her the job or maybe a good portion of her salary.

"Unbelievable, everyone thought they could fool me." I let out a hollow laugh and 

instinctively hid the gift box behind my back.This was not a good time to give the news of 

my pregnancy, neither did I think tomorrow would be, nor in a week, nor in a month or a 

year.

The secretary lowered her head, obviously sorry for me, and turned around to leave the 

oce.

"Sarah, go home, we'll talk there." He said as he zipped up his pants. Rachel, on the other 

hand, turned her back to adjust her dress.

They should be ashamed.

"No, Alexander, we won't talk at home, or anywhere else, we are going to spare ourselves 

all of this, it is more than evident that you stopped loving me, if you ever did, this marriage 

makes no sense, you prefer the caresses of another over your own wife. You swore to love 

and respect me, but that oath was too much for you. I set myself free for you to do as you 

please." 

I took off my wedding ring, taking advantage that neither of them saw me, so that they 

wouldn't notice the gift box I had in my hand, and I left the ring on the desk. 

"I will send you the divorce papers."

I turned around and left the oce furiously, with my heart shattered into a thousand pieces 

and my wings broken. The only thing that kept me strong, with my head held high, was my 

child growing in my womb, the only person deserving of all my love.

A rebellious tear escaped my eye, and just as I was about to reach the elevator, I heard the 

female voice of that woman who I once called my best friend, the one I conded my 

deepest secrets to, who ended up being more false than the "until death do us part" 

between Alexander and I.

"Sarah, I..." 

I raised my hand in a stop gesture, so she wouldn't keep talking. I didn't want to hear what 

she had to say. At this moment, she was a stranger to me.

"I don't want to hear you, Rachel, I don't intend to cause a scene in Alexander's company, 

just stay away from me, you're not who I thought you were." I said, remembering her 

expression when I found them in the oce, her satised face would never fade from my 

memory.

"That's why you're nobody, believe me, you're doing me a favor with this, don't be surprised 

when you see Alexander Lancaster and Rachel Duncan's grand wedding in the magazines, 

as it should have been from the beginning, thanks for clearing the path for me." 

I looked at her with a bitter smile on my face, and it was inevitable to release a sigh of 

relief? Grief?

Yes, grief for her, for how low she had fallen by believing that she was gaining so much 

from this, for thinking that this was a competition to see who Alexander would end up 

with.

I gifted it to her wrapped in gift paper, and I didn't accept returns.

"I pity your mediocre thoughts, you think you've gained so much, but I've gained even more 

by getting rid of a couple of vipers like you, because losing also means winning. 

Congratulations, friend, enjoy it." I gave her a fake half-smile, and her raised eyebrow with 

annoyance made me realize that she expected a different reaction from me, for me to go 

crazy and end up yelling in her face, or even hitting her.

But no.

That wasn't Sarah Doinel, there was something more painful than punches, something that 

deafened more than screams, words, and indifference, and it was noticeable that 

everything I said destabilized her, she wanted to mess with me, but she was the one 

who was going to end up worse off.

"Well, I've made millions of dollars, which you're losing." she said as if that had been my 

nal blow, as if I had been with Alexander for his money, when in reality, I didn't even touch 

a penny.

"Let's talk when your mindset isn't so poor and empty." I gave her one last look from head 

to toe, and I glanced sideways at Alexander, who was leaving his oce so calmly that no 

one would notice that just a few minutes ago, he was screwing my former best friend.

I continued my way to the elevator before he could come up to me to say something, I 

didn't want to see him, he disgusted me so much at this moment, I wanted to vomit and I 

wasn't sure if it was because of the pregnancy or because of the whirlwind of emotions 

I'm having right now.

I hadn't noticed the looks from some curious onlookers who enjoyed the little spectacle, 

and most of them looked at me as if I had come out of a boxing ring without a scratch.

I entered the elevator accompanied by some coworkers I know, however, they didn't dare 

greet me, in fact, the silence was so overwhelming that it was deafening.

I rushed to my car, ignoring the mess that still remained in reception, my hands tightly held 

the gift box, afraid that it could slip out of my hands at any moment, the lump in my throat 

grew bigger and it was strange that I had spoken to Rachel without my voice breaking.

Tears threatened to escape and didn't let me see perfectly. Nevertheless, I reached the car 

and did what I wanted to do since I heard the rst moan in Alexander's oce.

To cry. 

Chapter 3 Home, sweet home.

The rst thing I did after calming my tears was to call my mother. My hands were shaking 

and I felt so weak, so shattered, that I didn't feel capable of driving. All I did was park a 

block away from the Lancaster company.

"Sarah, darling, tell me everything, I want details. How did he take it? Did you give him the 

box like I told you? How did everything turn out?" 

I pressed my forehead against the steering wheel and let out a sigh that hurt in my chest.

I wasn't going to cry again, not while talking to my mom.

They didn't deserve my tears.

"I'm going to get a divorce" was the only response I gave, ignoring all the questions she 

surely asked with excitement on her face, only to have it vanish with my answer.

I didn't hear anything on the other end of the line, and I would have thought the call was 

dropped if I didn't hear my mother's breathing.

"Oh God, was it that bad?" My mother asked, although it seemed like a question for herself, 

as I could barely hear her. 

"Don't worry, Sarah, it's normal at the beginning. Give him a few days to process it, and 

you'll see that everything will work out." 

I let out a silent bitter laugh and wiped away a tear that rolled down my cheek.

If only everything were as easy as saying it.

"Mom, Alexander cheated on me with my best friend. I couldn't even tell him he's going to 

be a father." I said with a choked voice, taking a deep breath to suppress the urge to cry.

"What? Sarah, if this is one of your jokes, I warn you that I won't fall for it so easily 

anymore." 

I wish it were just a damn joke, but it was nothing but sad reality. I stayed silent, trying to 

get rid of the lump in my throat, but it had settled there and didn't seem to want to 

disappear. 

"This can't be."

"What should I do?" I asked, letting all my weight sink into the car seat, and my free hand 

rested on my belly.

The idea of my child not knowing his father terried me. I was being selsh, and I should 

think about what's best for my baby with a clear head.

"Leonardo will be happy to have you back, especially knowing that you're going to give him 

a grandchild. The jet hasn't returned to Orlando yet. I'll be waiting for you. Just bring what 

you need. Tomorrow, we'll go see your father." 

Just thinking about my father, about his annoyed gaze for leaving everything for someone 

who didn't give me anything, made my skin crawl.

I could already hear him saying "I told you so".

"Do you think he'll take me back?" I asked, feeling insecure. My nerves, anger, and sadness 

were starting to calm down. Talking to my mother does me good.

"He'll be thrilled to see you. Don't waste any more time. Move your ass. I want you here as 

soon as possible, and don't worry, dear, everything will be ne. Remember, you're not alone, 

you're expecting a baby." 

That brought a genuine smile to my face. It was the only reason why I wasn't completely 

falling apart right now.

I ended the call with my mother and drove to Alexander's house, no, it wasn't my house 

anymore. Gina was still in the house, with the living room even messier than before. She 

said something to me, but I didn't even stop to listen. I went up to the bedroom and looked 

for the most important things: my ID, my documents, the jewelry my parents gave me. I 

kept them as a relic; I would die if I were to lose them. And of course, I couldn't forget the 

box with the pregnancy test.

I left the car keys and the credit cards Alexander gave me, which I never used, on the bed, 

and hurried to leave the house after making sure I had everything I needed. I didn't take 

any clothes except the ones I was wearing.

I didn't give Gina the slightest chance to talk. I wasn't in the mood for her nonsense, and I 

was glad to know that I would never see her again, nor Alexander, and especially not his 

mother.

Goodbye, Lancaster family.

...

My body trembled, and it wasn't because of the cold. I was only minutes away from 

meeting my father. I knew the way to Doinel Villa by heart, despite the time I spent away. 

The driver was driving in silence, occasionally glancing at me through the rearview mirror. 

He seemed surprised and happy to see me, but he didn't dare say a word, and I didn't want 

to make it awkward.

"You're going to love the renovations we made to the house. By the way, we have a dog 

now. Your father felt very lonely after you left for good and adopted Brandy. She's the most 

spoiled, obviously, by Leonardo. I just hope he doesn't neglect her with your arrival." My 

mother talked non-stop, updating me on the changes in the past years. It was starting to 

overwhelm me, even though I knew she was doing it to distract me.

She was doing a good job. I rarely thought about the failure of my marriage, but I couldn't 

stop thinking about the moment I see my father. That was what had me on edge, more so 

than when I was about to tell Alexander that I was pregnant.

"What if he slams the door in my face?" I asked, putting aside all the information she was 

giving me.

She let out a little laugh, she looked so beautiful and elegant with the sun rays hitting her 

tanned face. How I wished to look as radiant and happy as my mother.

"That won't happen, whatever happens, he is your father and will never turn his back on 

you." She said. I didn't want to believe it, but if my mother said so, it made me feel less 

worried. 

"Trust me, Sarah, your father is happy for your return, he is eagerly waiting." She said, and 

my eyes widened in surprise.

Okay, I didn't expect him to be here at this moment and at this hour in the Villa, now 

I was even more nervous.

"I don't know how I will face him." I confessed, ashamed. As I dgeted in my seat, we were 

already arriving home, the one I should never have left.

"With the same face as always and with a huge smile." She said. It was so easy for her to 

say it, smile, I had forgotten what it was like to smile, lately I haven't had enough reasons 

to do so.

The Rolls Royce stopped in front of the angel fountain, and in front of it, there were the 

stairs that led to the entrance of the villa. I couldn't believe that I was here again, in the 

place where I grew up and had such beautiful memories with my parents.

Home, sweet home.

My home, so big and ostentatious, but as cozy as I remembered, surrounded by green 

areas, lush trees, and far away from the city, the perfect place, as far away as possible 

from the Lancasters and that woman who claimed to be my friend.

The driver opened the car door and I got out after my mother. The wind tousled my hair, it 

felt so good, so liberating to be here, I just hoped my mother was right and my father 

accepted me back, I needed them now more than ever.

My mother took me by the hands and infected me with her good mood and cheerful smile. 

Together, we climbed the steps and I noticed the rst change they made to the house, the 

old door had been replaced by a modern one with glass included, very nice. My mom 

opened the door and gestured for me to enter.

I felt like a stranger standing at the entrance of the house, trembling with fear and with my 

heart pounding hard in my chest.

I put aside my insecurity and walked into the house. Immediately, I was greeted by the 

barks of a dog who came up to sniff me. I didn't know much about dog breeds, but I knew 

it was a cocker, because I always wanted one when I was a child.

"You must be Brandy, how beautiful you are." I crouched down to pet her soft fur, and she 

seemed so adorable when she threw herself on the oor to have her belly rubbed. I didn't 

know her, but I already loved her.

"Brandy, where are you going?" I stopped petting Brandy when I heard that familiar voice 

so close that, when I wanted to react, I realized that he was already standing a few meters 

away from me. I was left breathless, I had forgotten to breathe correctly. A tingling 

sensation ran from my stomach to my chest when his green gaze locked with mine, and I 

was only able to move when I felt something wet in my hand.

Brandy was licking me.

"Hello, dad."