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Mistress Pushed The Pregnant Wife Into The Pool To Give Birth—Until A Billionaire Dove In To Save Her

The bright afternoon sun sparkled over the expansive Miami estate, transforming the pool into a dazzling sheet of blue. Isabella Hartley, eight months pregnant, moved carefully across the patio, one hand gently resting on her belly. Her husband, Christopher Hartley, heir to the Hartley Hotels fortune, had told her he was away on business—but Isabella had begun to sense something was off months before.

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Her instincts were right.

Standing just a few feet behind her, clad in a designer silk dress and heels that were far too tall for the situation, was Serena Vale—Christopher’s secret mistress.

Serena had always craved luxury, power, and above all, the title of Mrs. Hartley. But Isabella, the elegant and quiet wife, the woman everyone adored, stood in her way.

“Be careful,” Serena said sweetly, stepping closer. “You shouldn’t be walking so near the edge.”

Isabella stiffened, suspicion rising. She didn’t trust the woman. “I’m fine,” she responded, her voice firm. “I’d like you to leave.”

Serena’s smile turned sharp. “Oh, but I can’t. Not when everything I’ve waited for is finally happening today.”

Before Isabella could react, Serena moved forward and shoved her hard.

A gasp. A splash.

Isabella hit the water with a shock that reverberated through her body. She flailed, trying to swim to the surface, but panic gripped her chest. The fabric of her dress tangled around her legs. Her heart pounded. Her breath was a struggle.

Serena stood frozen at the edge of the patio, watching. For a moment, she was paralyzed by the gravity of what she’d just done. She hadn’t meant to push this far. She only wanted to unsettle Isabella, make her vulnerable, force Christopher’s hand.

But this? This was something much worse.

Just then, a voice cut through the chaos.

“Isabella!”

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Ethan Ford, a billionaire philanthropist, tech visionary, and Christopher’s long-time business rival, had arrived for a meeting he never expected. Over the years, Ethan had grown to admire Isabella’s integrity and had come to despise Christopher’s selfishness.

He saw Isabella struggling in the water, and without hesitation, he leaped into the pool.

The water engulfed him, but seconds later, he reached her, pulling her up with strong, reassuring hands.

“I’ve got you,” he murmured, keeping her head above the water. “Hold on.”

Isabella’s grip tightened on his arm, her breath erratic. The fall had sent sharp spasms through her body. Ethan noticed her wince.

“Isabella… are you having contractions?” he asked, his voice filled with concern.

She nodded faintly. “I think… it’s starting.”

Ethan remained calm, his voice gentle and steady. “You and your baby are safe. I won’t let anything happen to you.”

He guided her toward the shallow end, holding her securely. Serena, watching from the patio, was paralyzed with fear—not regret or guilt, but fear of the consequences of her actions. Slowly, she backed away, then bolted toward the gate.

Ethan helped Isabella out of the water just as the paramedics arrived—summoned by the security system that had been recording everything on the estate’s cameras.

Hours later, Isabella lay in a hospital room, her newborn daughter swaddled gently beside her. Exhausted but alive, she gazed down at her healthy, peaceful baby, her face glowing with serenity.

Christopher finally arrived, disheveled and panicked, but Isabella turned her face away. She had watched the footage. She knew the truth about his affair—and Serena’s cruelty.

It was Ethan who remained at the doorway, quietly waiting.

“Thank you,” Isabella whispered, her voice trembling with emotion. “You saved us.”

Ethan took a step closer, his gaze soft and sincere. “You deserve a life filled with people who choose you. Who protect you. Who don’t gamble with your heart.”

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Isabella glanced down at her daughter, then up at Ethan. For the first time in months, she felt safe.

As for Serena? She was arrested for endangering both mother and child—her plan unraveling as quickly as she had run.

But Isabella didn’t dwell on that.

Her new chapter had already begun—one built on courage, truth, and the unexpected hero who reached out when she was sinking.

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