On Divorce Night, I Got Pregnant by My Scumbag Ex’s Mortal Enemy

On our wedding anniversary, my husband, Lu Chenyu, and my best friend gave me a miscarriage as their present. I signed an agreement to leave with nothing and took only a box of design sketches they sneered at as “waste paper.”

When I returned under the alias “Nirvana,” dazzling the world as a genius designer, the friend who had plagiarized my work was disgraced, and my ex-husband, who had treated me like dirt, knelt and begged for forgiveness.

But the mysterious tycoon who had once invested in me now drew me into his arms and whispered in my ear, “Darling, had enough fun? It’s time to come home and rest for the baby.”

Only then did everyone realize that what they had cast aside wasn’t sand, but a rare diamond hidden beneath the dust.