After Divorce Billionaire Ex Found Me Pregnant

"That's a price I'm willing to pay, but the question here is, will you allow me to?"

"And if I said no?" She asked and Arvan remained silent.

"You'll end up hurt if you keep down this road." She said, warning him from past experience. Whether he took her warning or not, his answer was one of his usual gentle smile. "You're a good person, Arvan. You'll make some lucky girl a wonderful husband someday." "I hope that someone can be you."

"Arvan-"

"Please," He cut her off, "Think about it, that's all I ask."

Leonica's gaze softened and she nodded her head, agreeing to his request. "Okay." She said.

Arvan smiled, his shoulders relaxing as he picked his glass back up and took another sip, the tension leaving his body.

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The next couple of minutes passed by in comfortable conversation and sipping on the wine they had. By the time there conversation had come to a conclusion, it was getting dark outside.

Leonica stood up. "I think I should leave now, else Ashley would have my head when I get back."

Arvan nodded his head, standing up as well. "Allow me to escort you out." He offered, gesturing towards the door.

She nodded and began walking towards the door of his office, but they had only stepped outside when Arvan's phone rang and he quickly excuses himself.

"I think I can see myself out from here." Leonica politely said and waved him goodbye, navigating the way back into the main hall, when suddenly, the figure of a lady seating in the same chair she had sat, caught her attention.

Her steps slowed down when she spotted her white hair, the same as hers, but when the lady turned to face her, her steps completely seized.

"You..." She uttered in confusion, looking at the woman who had a keen resemblance to her.

Hair, facial structure, eye color and all, one would nearly have mistaken them for twins, but the difference was clear. The lady sitting on the sofa had a youthful appearance, one of someone in her early twenties, while Leonica, was twenty-nine. She stood up upon seeing Leonica and a sneer appeared on her face. "Who are you?" She asked, looking Leonica from top to bottom like she was some sort of parasite.

Leonica frowned, taken aback by the look. "I was about to ask you the same."

The lady narrowed her brows, the frown on her face deepening. "Some gals you've got." She said and stepped forward. "Asking me a question like that in my own house." ""Your house?"

"Yes," She said, stopping a couple of feet from Leonica. "My house. Since you won't do the introduction, I will. My names Irene Richardson Rosewood. Arvan Richardson's rightful wife."

The moment those words left her mouth, the blood drained from Leonica's face, her eyes widened and her jaw slackened. "His, what?"

proudly announced before staring nastily at Leonica.

Katun if The Prodigal

Of The

wife?" Leonica questioned, disbelief and

proudly. "Indeed. Now who the hell are

bewilderment. The balls of this

she really couldn't think of any other reason in the book why some such as her, a total stranger, should be so rude to

the thought alone, despite the fact that Said

at her. "You see, I've never seen anyone who'd have the

given the opposite of her attitude. "You... Do you know who I am?" She questioned in an intimidating manner, narrowing her lavender eyes at Leonica. "Well, except from Arvan's apparent wife, as you've introduced yourself,

speak, but the moment her lips had parted,

pushing her behind himself, Leonica would have thought that the Arvan in front of her was a totally different person from whom she knew.

off with a stern and warning tone.

swallowed hard and for a moment, her eyes travelled back to Leonica. Her cheeks instantly colored

back into the country last week, called but you weren't answering." She explained, eyes flicking back to Leonica once more as she added. "At least I

and I'd hand your ass to you, on a silver platter' was written all over her face. Irene's jaw clenched, and if looks could kill, Leonica would be writhing on the floor, but unfortunately for her, the daggers she was shooting at her weren't lethal. "Did you enjoy? Ignoring

"Watch it."

She rolled her eyes. "You can't be serious, Arvan. You can't actually think that, she, is prettier than me. Ah, she can't be, after all, we look so much alike. Is that what drew you to her?" At her question, Arvan tensed up and Leonica looked up

was that what drew him to her? That would explain why he was

Arvan looked back, reluctantly meeting her eyes, she could see the look of guilt on his face and she lowered her head, a ghostly outline of a smile painting her

beginning till now, even hours before

as the situation proved, Leonica couldn't bring herself

cursed himself for never telling her about his

but the moment their vows were taken and Daisy was born a year after, she showed her true colors. At first, Arvan thought it was a short time thing caused by after pregnancy syndromes, but it wasn't and just like that, he watched his

was just three months ago. He'd be lying if he said he didn't mistake her for Irene the first time they met and the time after that, and atter that, but slowly, he began to see her for who she was, Leonica, not the image of his

He began, wanting to remedy the situation, but Irene

this one thing, Arvan, is she better than I am in bed? Can

she was pissed, and then, the next moment, the expression was

raising his voice, not caring if the

always such a good husband to me, and not just in bed. He

shit?" Leonica's voice interrupted her, holding a nonchalant tone that had Irene blinking in

"What?" She sputtered.

once before she faced his wife, or

that.

on between us. As for being prettier than you, I guess we can't be compared. We're both beautiful, just in our own unique ways," She said and paused a smirk coming on her lips. "Nah, now that I think about it, the fabricated can never be better than the original. And lastly, if I were you, I'd fix that attitude of mine, after all, you don't want

end of her speech, Arvan looked at her with an open mouth and wide eyes, and Irene, on the other hand,