After Divorce Billionaire Ex Found Me Pregnant

At the thought of said brunette, Leonica glanced back in Gabriel's direction, finding him leaned against his car, tinkering with his phone.

She peeled her gaze away before she could stare any longer. "And did she confess? Why she did it I mean?"

"The chief didn't tell me, but he promises to send her file over to my place later this evening, once they're done with interrogating her." There was a pause as he glanced at the clock, seeing the time for the file to arrive was almost at hand. "Which is in about an hour. Maybe you could... come over and we'll look through it together?" His question had Leonica speechless for a few seconds.

"Uh, sure?" She answered, unsure, but another flashing image of her vandalized property sealed off any thought of doubt. "Send me the address, I'll be there as soon as I can."

"Alright, see you then."

"Yeah, bye." Leonica said and hung up. Once the call ended, she turned around and matches back in the direction of her car, passing Gabriel. "I have to leave, let's meet up some other time." She told him.

The sound of her voice snapped him out of whatever it is he was doing on his phone. "What? Hey wait!" He called out, chasing after her.

Only did she stop when his hand was wrapped around her wrist. "Are you leaving? Why?"

"I have something important to attend to." Leonica answered quickly, clearly in a hurry.

"More important that what we're doing?" Gabriel couldn't help but ask, brows knitted together at the top of his head.

Leonica licked her lips, hesitating for a few seconds before nodding. "Yes." Gabriel's hold on her wrist loosened at her answer. Clearly he wasn't expecting that answer, and the look of hurt of his made it clear.

"Look, I'd love to stay and help you," She gestured between the beach and him, "regain your memory and all, but I have to go meet Arvan. My house was vandalized yesterday and he's got the file containing the culprits statement-"

"Your house was vandalized?" He cut her off, brows furrowing even deeper. "And who's Arvan?"

"I'll explain it to you later." She said, giving him a look. "For now, I have to go." She turned to leave.

head snapped back so quick, one would have assumed it had just snapped

"No." She objected.

Gabriel argued

said so." Leonica stood her

or is it because you want to hide more things from

from Leonica's mouth at his words. "Hiding something

Without giving her time to respond, he reached into his pocket, pulled his phone out once more and tinkered

by the sudden question. "What?"

his phone, Gabriel repeated. "The accident, the one responsible for my amnesia,

having prepared for

that Ashley would forgive her for using his name to lie. "Lies." Gabriel said and shoved his phone at her face. On the screen was an image, an article to be more precise. The article's headline read 'Young and Famous Newscaster Angelina Fernandez, imprisoned for attempted murder on the life of Gabriel Bryce, her ex fiance.' Seeing this, her breathing stilled. "Why do you have this?" She managed to question, eyes flickering between the screen and Gabriel. "And why did you lie

had the article, but the look of accusation on his face had her stumbling over her words, not able to think

last, she settled for, "You weren't ready

of that?"

be sure when you'll ever be

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ready now, and I want the

you can see. On the day you proposed the divorce, I found out I was pregnant. You brought your mistress home," She pointed towards the phone, her gesture holding more effort as she

one might have thought, but then Angelina turned up pregnant. She tried to fabricate evidence that I hurt her, but she got hurt in the process, lost the baby. You dissolved your engagement with her after that. That must have driven her

comprehending a single thing

more.

the truth now, or do you still want more?" She spat out,

his hand. His brain had gone blank after hearing

in the back of his head questioned, but much to his own surprise, Gabriel denied it. He

my leave now. I'll text you the next time we should meet." She said and turned around, about to walk off