After Divorce Billionaire Ex Found Me Pregnant

"Yeah. I'm going into the office." She said, an idea suddenly popping into her head as she spoke. She hesitated, but after a second long pep talk, she spat it out. "Wanna meet us and grab some breakfast?" "Breakfast?" She nodded her head, knowing fully well that he couldn't see her.

"Yeah." As she waited for his answer, she bit down on her lower lip and tapped her finger on her thigh.

"Mhm, that sounds like a great plan." He responded, and just like that, she felt the air in her lungs return. "Would it be okay for me to pick you up from the office?"

"Yeah, yeah that can work."

"Alright. Two hours, would that be okay?"

"Yes, that would be perfect."

"Alright. Leonica whispered and cut the call, looking at the screen and sighing.

"What are you doing?" She asked herself, her brows furrowing and her finger pressing against her temple.

She was doing it again, letting a man into her life. But then again, Owen wasn't just any man.

She knew him.

He wasn't Gabriel, he was different, and she wasn't going to let her past experiences dictate her life.

"Letting yourself go, is a good thing." She reminded herself, looking at her reflection. "You can't live forever, afraid of being hurt. That's no way to live. If you keep doing that, you're gonna lose people. People that matter."

She shook her head and turned away from the mirror, heading downstairs for breakfast, which she didn't intend to stay long for.

"Good morning, Ms. Romero." Grace greeted and placed a plate in front of her, a cup of freshly brewed tea beside it.

"Good morning." She replied, picking up the cup and taking a sip, the warm liquid instantly warming her.

As she ate, her phone buzzed again. She picked it up and groaned when seeing it was a message from Kennedy.

She opened it.

[Ms Romero, there's a problem]

narrowed the message and she placed her cup down,

1, using both hands to type a response.

[What is it, Kennedy?

this week, you had requested 1 do a

swallow hard, all seriousness being stirred up by the eerie feeling

Kennedy's words

A minute, two

again,

bad, Kennedy couldn't bring himself to type

maybe she was being paranoid and it wasn't as bad as she was making it out to

found the feeling of anxiousness growing more and more. With one last forced spoon, she shoved her meal away

sure Ashley has his dinner." She instructed as she stood up, grabbed her keys and

a nice day, ma'am."

didn't hear her, her mind too focused on the fact that Kennedy still hasn't replied and the fear was starting

the office, there was yet to be a reply and

her eyes and instead of going straight

"Good morning Ms. Romero."

Could you help me find out if Rennedy's arrived at

receptionist replied and typed something into her computer. "According to the security system, he came in an hour ago. But she didn't

Kennedy. [Ms. Romero, I won't be able to come to work today. I'm sick, I apologize.] Leonica's eyes narrowed and as she read the message over r and over again, she f Her head snapped up and

gaze

of eyes watching

away

knew something was off. From the corner of her eyes, she saw Stuart walk away, his steps slow and steady as he disappeared around a corner in a sluggish

Romero, Is everything okay?" The reception

lower lip, glanced in the direction where Stuart had walked off in, and then back at

care of, inform me if

some part of her told her that

hurried off in the

before he walked off.

Her eyes twitched at his action. For a few seconds, she remained rooted in her spot, wondering what he was doing Leading her on? Where and why? She wanted to know the answer to those questions, despite the red signs in her head, alarm going off

him, she ignored them and walked

him, the

anxiety y rose

the door was open,

deep

files stacked everywhere and a small couch placed beside

walked in and searched, finding nothing out of place not even

certainly hadn't hallucinated the entire