After My Identity Was Revealed, I Was Spoiled Rotten

I kept my marriage secret for three years. I didn't dare let the company find out. As my belly grew bigger by the day, I hid it beneath loose clothes, walking on eggshells around the office every day. On his first day at work, the new director set his sights on me, saying my efficiency had dropped and my attitude was careless. I gritted my teeth and endured it, continuing to pretend nothing was wrong. Until the day he tore up my contract in front of everyone and pointed at the door. "Get out." I touched my seven-month belly, tears almost spilling from my eyes. But I didn't cry. Instead, I turned and rushed into the chairman's office. I lifted my shirt, revealing my swollen belly, and with just one sentence, left the whole company stunned.