After Divorce Billionaire Ex Found Me Pregnant

4 Trip To The Old Flowery

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A Trip To The Old Flowery.

"Shit!" Leonica hissed and staggered back, swinging her hand in a bid to get rid of the burning sensation that the coffee had caused when it poured on her blouse, as well as her hand.

"Leonica, are you okay?" Anastasia was quick to rush to her side, checking on her even before the culprit could utter a word.

And when he finally did, both head snapped his way. "Ms. Romero, are you alright?"

Leonica squinted her eyes at the familiar male. Stuart Reeds, forced a smile, the gesture coming off as a twitch rather than the actual action.

"I'm sorry, I wasn't minding where I was going, hope you aren't hurt?" He asked, the tone of his voice carrying a hint of nervousness.

"I'm fine, it was an accident." Leonica answered, ignoring the look of confusion she was getting from Anastasia who was beside her.

Stuart watched as she tried, but failed, grumbling underneath her breath about how she now needed to go home to get a change of cloth.

"Perhaps, I could offer some assistance." He offered, gesturing towards the stain on her chest with handkerchief.

Leonica's hand stopped moving and her eyes slowly lifted, her gaze locking with his. He smiled once more, this one having an eerie feeling to it.

"I'm fine," She repeated. "It's not a big deal."

"But, it looks like a big deal."

already said she was

snapped to the other female in the hall, his lips pressed into a thin when he

his throat and stuffed the handkerchief he had pulled out back into his pocket. "Of course." He nodded. "I should be on my way, excuse me." He said, giving a respectful bow before walking off.

brush the wet feeling off her dress. "Shit," She cursed

stung.

grabbing her by the wrist and

"Where are we going?"

There should be a first aid box

"For coffee?"

have a blister,

just a

you don't shut up, I'm gonna pour

*~*

third time and Leonica had to stop herself from

an hour since the accident, the pain is long gone." She said, finally standing up from the chair Anastasia had

she had been down there in ages, but even so, everything looked the same, as if it hasn't been ages since she

her looking back, arching a brow in confusion. "The one upstairs who

"Ah, Reeds?"

bent her head to the side, she

smiled and joked about how entwined their intuitions were,

Known since the first

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Apple The Old Flowery