A Whirlwind Marriage and Divorce, Then the CEO Begged Me to Remarry Him

A second before the Civil Affairs Bureau's stamp came down, the little thing inside my belly gave me a gentle kick. It was faint, like a feather brushing against me. But I knew it wasn't my imagination. The divorce papers in my hands suddenly felt a thousand pounds heavier. Beside me, Song Yan, the man I'd been married to for barely three months and who was about to become my brand-new ex-husband, was looking down as he straightened a wrinkle that didn't exist on the cuff of his expensive suit. The line of his profile was as rigid as a frozen river, cold and utterly impassive. The staff member, a woman in her forties, didn't even raise her eyes as she asked in a rote tone, "Mr. Song Yan and Ms. Su Ci, do both parties..."