“And you actually found someone foolish enough to get you pregnant. We both know your body can’t handle that. You’ll lose this one too… just like our daughter.”
The words hit harder than the water. Emília felt her chest tighten, memories of hospital halls, unbearable pain, and endless silence flooding back. But she didn’t collapse. She stayed standing.
In the passenger seat, Valéria — the former affair now proudly titled “executive assistant” — laughed loudly, flashing designer sunglasses and a handbag worth more than Emília’s monthly expenses.
“Oh wow, Ricardo,” she mocked. “Is this the ex? What a sight.”
“Sadly,” he replied with a shrug. “Good luck keeping that thing alive, Emília. We both know how this story ends.”
The SUV sped away, spraying more muddy water as it disappeared down the street.
Emília remained there for a moment — soaked, shaking… but not defeated.
Because Ricardo Bittencourt had no idea.
No idea that the woman he had just humiliated was no longer the fragile Emília he abandoned years ago. She was now Emília Camargo Sterling — the wife of one of the country’s most powerful billionaires, heir to a global empire of technology and philanthropy.
He didn’t know that the man she loved now never missed a doctor’s appointment, spoke to their unborn child every night, and had restored everything Ricardo tried to destroy: her safety, her confidence, her sense of worth.
Days later, during a business gala broadcast live, Ricardo nearly dropped his glass when he saw her enter the hall — poised, radiant, pregnant, her husband beside her. A name announced that made the entire room rise in respect.
Happy. Secure. Untouchable.
That was the moment Ricardo finally understood.
The mud he threw at her that day didn’t stain her.
It only exposed who he had always been.
And who Emília had become.
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