Billionaire's Revenge: The ex wife's rise

Jane POV.  It was my wedding anniversary. A three-year journey with Damien Blair. Getting married to Damien was the best thing that ever happened to me. I have always had this fairy tail since when I was young, to have a grand wedding and a perfect home. With Damien everything became easy.   I clocked off work and made a quick stop at the store to pick up the cake I had ordered a few days before now. After a few hours of driving, I finally approached the house, one of the biggest mansions, centered at the top of a hill in New York.  "Babe!" I gently pushed the door open, walking into the empty living room. I felt a bit disappointed, realizing my husband hadn't returned from work. I dropped the cake on the dining table before I found my way up the stairs.   "Ahn! Oh, mine!" My steps halted. "Oh! Just like that!" It was not just an ordinary sound, more like the one where two people are making out. I didn't want to believe what I heard, maybe my ear was beginning to hear other things. Grudgingly I moved my feet forward, heavy and weak.   "Yeah! Keep going! I love you!" The sound became very close, it was my husband's voice. "Ha- I gaped with my mouth open, my whole body shivering as I quickly grabbed the stairs wheel. Never in a million years would I think my husband was cheating on me. He has always been an example of a perfect man, loving and showering me with flowers and gifts. Maybe he did all of that so I wouldn't suspect him.   I raised my hand and wanted to push the door, but I resisted. Confrontation was not something I felt at that moment; I did not want to see the cheating bastard. I turned and then rushed out of the house with tears in my eyes. Without hesitating, I got in the car, driving on the street in a high speedometer leading to the highway. My phone kept buzzing halfway into the drive. I glanced at it, and lo, it was my husband, Damien.   "What does he want!" I sneered, increasing the speed of the car. He kept buzzing my phone, and after the third time I picked it up, it was a FaceTime call.  "Hey, Jenny," his pretty face revealed on the other side of the phone. "Guess what?" He smiled.   My eyes popped out; for a second, it felt like I was hallucinating. My husband was in his suit, sitting in his office.   "Is everything all right? Why are you looking this way?" He further asked. I couldn't say a word, I was too stunned to speak. In a second, my head was processing so many questions that my mouth couldn't say. "What is happening? Why is he suddenly at the office? I heard that sound."   I couldn't wrap my head around all that was happening. I heard him; I mean, we are just two people who live in the house, so it is him. "How he is at the office now? Or is he aware that I came to the house? Is he putting up a show just so I could doubt what I heard?" Honestly, I was getting close to being insane at this point.  " Well, Your man got the deal! We won!" His voice brought me back into reality.   "What do you think you are doing?" I finally asked, my eyes fixed on my phone screen, forgetting the fact that was on the highway driving.   "What do you mean?" He inquired, curiosity on his face.  "What do I mean?" I chuckled dryly. "Playing with my intelligence, Hun? You f*****g cheater!"   "Pim!" A vehicle horn accelerated towards me. I quickly moved the steering wheel, driving to the other lane as I continued in the same speedometer.   "Jess!, Jane! Where are you?" He jotted up the chair "What the f**k was that?"   "Get off my phone! You f*****g cheating bastard!" I hissed and ended the call. Raising my eyes on the road, my heart almost pulled out, seeing a vehicle accelerating towards losing its balance.   "Oh s**t!" I stepped my leg so hard on the break, trying to pull over, but it wouldn't respond. I held the car steering with every bit of grip in me moving around a circle. At this point, nothing was working anymore. The break failed me, nothing was working, even I couldn't save myself and gradually the two vehicles were closed.   Just in the Twink of an eye, the other car collided with mine with full force, making it flip over multiple times before coming to rest on its roof. Smoke filled the whole atmosphere, looking up at the sky with tears dropping at the corner of my eyes, my whole life flashed through my eyes again.   The smile on my face while walking on the aisle in my white wedding dress, the smile in Damien's eyes while we shared the wedding vows. Just like it wrinkled through my eyes, gradually it disappeared into thin air. Everything crumbled, black dots filled my eyes.    *************************   "Beep! Beep!" The sound wouldn't stop in my ear; as annoying as it was, I couldn't tell what sound it was exactly.   "Beep beep." I tried to glance in that direction, but I couldn't. My eyes felt heavy, more like a load was placed on it. After so many struggles, I finally flipped it open.  I found myself in a strange room with familiar settings. From the white painted ceiling to the big television ongoing with some sort of new, to the machine equipment and then landing on a strange face.  "Miss, can you see me?" The feminine voice asked as she jotted up. Her voice held with excitement and worry; she didn't in any way seem familiar, but I could tell she was worried sick about me, so I gently nodded, answering her question.   "Thank Goodness! Doctor!" She rushed out.  "Hello Mrs Jane, how are you feeling?" The doctor asked, unwrapping the telescope around his neck.   "Good," I managed to respond, wondering how he knew my name.   I struggled to speak, my throat dry and scratchy. “Where… where am I? How long have I been here?”  " you are indeed a fighter. You have been with us for Eight weeks- “You were in a fatal accident. We didn’t think you’d make it.”  Eight weeks!The car accident felt like yesterday and it has been two months.  "And I'm happy to inform you that your baby is safe"  "Baby?!- my eyes widened in shock, my voice trembling. I had no idea I was pregnant. As I placed my hand on my forehead, struggling to wrap my head around what the doctor said, my eyes caught the television news. My eyes locked on the screen as familiar names and faces appeared.  “Did anyone… Did my family come? My parents? My siblings?” I managed to ask.  The doctor hesitated, “No one came forward,” he admitted softly. “But there’s been a man, a stranger, who’s been here almost every day since you were brought in. He’s the one who brought you to the hospital. He never left your side.”  My lips parted in confusion and for a moment I appreciated the strange man.  It was eight weeks already now and my own family hadn’t come. Not a single soul had thought to look for me. Tears welled in my eyes, but before I could let them fall, the sound of the television caught my attention again.  “Damien Blair announced his engagement with Mae Lawson after ending his previous marriage”  My heart sank as I murmured under my breath. My husband and my stepsister are getting married.