After Divorce Billionaire Ex Found Me Pregnant

dragging it back to the article of she and Owen that had been released.

"Because if you don't, she'll keep getting in trouble, dragged into scandalous trends because you're included in them. This one for example." He said, bringing out his phone and showing the post of Leonica's conversation with Irene, and how people constantly kept "She'll keep getting in trouble, and the media won't leave her alone. Not until you two stop meeting up. So, please, just stay away from her, for her sake."

Owen stared at him, wondering why the fuck he was talking about her like she was his, or his girlfriend, when she was his ex. "I'm not going to stay away fr

from her." Owen spoke, his eyes narrowed. "Not for you, not for the press and not for the people " Gabriel bit the inside of his jaw and sighed. He had expected this much.

""You're going to ruin her life. He uttered.

"I'm not you," Owen's come back stunned him speechless. "And that's not for you to decide. Leonica's a grown woman, I'm sure if she knows I'm bad news, she's know what to do."

And with that, he turned around and walked back to Alistair, not for once bothering to look back.

With her conference drawn to a close, Leonica's next task was to finally have the spray paint on her gate taken care of.

As she relayed the message to Grace, the sound of commotion from down the Hall caught her attention.

"oh would you just stop it already!" Arvan exclaimed and as Leonica drew closer, she realized he was speaking with another person,

a female.

"Arvan, I'm your wife." The woman argued and it took Leonica a few seconds to realize the voice belonged to none other than Irene Rosewood.

"Ex wife," Arvan corrected her, sighing as he did, "Irene, we've been through this so many times. You left me, remember? Because of your cheating ways. Don't pretend like you weren't the one who left. And even after everything, I was willing to take you back. But what did you do?"

He paused and looked her In the eye. "You tried swindling me of my fortune. And now you have the audacity to show up here, demanding that we get back together."

"You can't be serious!" Irene laughed out loud. "Do you really expect me to believe that's your reason for not wanting to take me back? You're not a lid, Arvan. You should know how to handle your emotions at this stage."

"My emotions?" Arvan shook his head. "There's nothing you can say that can make me feel the slightest amount of affection for you. Irene's lips formed into a thin line. "And why is that? You don't love me anymore, or have you found someone else?"

"None of your concern." He responded, taking his attention away from her and placing it on the one walking towards them.

"Is it because of her?" Irene sneered. "She's a no good home wrecker. Why would you want someone like her?"

Arvan was quick to snap. "Shut your mouth, Irene. Don't ever speak of her that way." He stepped forward and lowered his voice. "I'm going to give you one last chance, take your shit and get out of our lives. Or else." The rest of his words trailed off but Irene knew the meaning.

It was a threat and Arvan wasn't one to take lightly when he threatened someone.

With the taste of defeat bitter in her mouth, Irene glared at both Arvan and Leonica before storming off.

"Are you okay?" Leonica asked.

Yeah, sorry about that. I thought the security would have handled her before she made it inside."

Leonica shook her head. "It's alright, there no need to apologize."

Nodding his head, he quickly changed the topic. "The conference went well." He pointed out and Leonica nodded.

"It went perfect. Thanks to you, my close friend." She said and extended her hand

Arvan looked down at it, chuckling at the words before talding her hand. "Glad I was of help. By the way, I'll have to leave now, something urgent came up. Take care, Leo. We'll speak later."

"Bye." She said, waving him off and fetching her phone out of her pocket atter feeling it vibrate.

She smiled slightly when seeing the caller. "Hey Owen."

"He saw your press conference. You did awesome." He praised.

Leonica found herself blushing slightly. "Thanks."

have good news. I

officially free to become your

biting the inside of her jaw as she fought the blush

not just

"Nope. I'm st

""That's not a lot

idol. Your number one

muttered, laughing after. "So, now that all that is out of

thought, a smile unconsciously

Owen repeated, wondering why the

She finally

Pin, I'll pick

"Fine"

Enter Taste Of Defeat

call, but doing so anyway. "I'll

responded, cutting the

she wanted to. And that thing was true happiness. Ironic how she only felt that when she was around Owen. Special Halloween Treat: More

A Ballet

and ready, all dolled up with the help of Anastasia and Ashley. So she didn't mind

gown, her hair cascading down her back and shoulders in beautiful waves, and a simple silver watch and necklace of matching color with her gown, Owen was struck

cocky Owen, I promised you a chance to swoon me, not a free gate pass

heart."

smooth tone. "Who said I wanted a free pass? I'll earn it, no matter how long it

She shot him a questioning look as she slipped her hand into his, white lace gloves reducing the skin contact, but the warmth was still there. "Well good

her to his car, opening the passenger side for

watching as he ran to the driver's side and climbed

where are we going?" Leonica

his gaze on

we get there." Was all he responded,

back to the

voice cut into her thoughts,

window, she found the familiar sight of a newly

mused, stepping out as Owen held the door open for her and offered his

gladly took it, a soft smile on her

giving her a second look, recognizing

stares and whispers, Leonica took the opportunity

had huge Roman statures on each side, it gave the theatre a Go's Romanian kind of look. Candle like light sticks brightened up their path as they walked up to the reception, Owen handing in two tickets and being handed

were to watch the ballet, finding

A private viewing

Leonica glanced at Owen.

to cost

Is it too little?" He questioned when having noticed her

his. "No, not at all." Gently, her grip

down, the lights

instantly stolen

beautiful and

murmured, eyes The

not once leaving

watched them dance

know. Owen replied and turned his

"And I'm glad you're

a nod, her attention shifting back to the dancers as

approached it's

the way the light and shadows played across her face, illuminating her eyes and her smile, the sparkle and joy in her eyes as she watched the dancers, and the way the corners of her eyes crinkled whenever a particular action on