After Divorce Billionaire Ex Found Me Pregnant

She clicked her tongue, burying the thoughts in the back of her mind as she readied a snarky response. But before she had the opportunity to speak, her phone vibrated, indicating that a message had entered. She supported the cake box on one hand and with the other,

fished out her phone from her back pocket.

Lloyd silently watched her all the while and when he looked away, he found that he quickly missed the heavy scent of her floral perfume. Odd, he thought, seeing as he always preferred ladies who wore lesser scented perfumes. The heavy ones were always too choking for him, ruining his mood before he could even get to the fun part.

But for some reason, it was different with Anastasia. As a matter of fact, everything was different with Anastasia Johansson. It left even him speechless and sometimes annoyed him.

With a sigh, Lloyd focused his gaze back on the enigma in his entire romantic advance, about to pull a leg or two to see her reaction and feel better about himself; when he saw her expression and paused.

Fear and panic was the first thing he could make out on b her visage and for some reason, it triggered a response that made him alert "Hey, what's wrong?" He quickly asked, not knowing that he had touched her shoulder until she harshly smacked his hand away But even she looked like she didn't know what she had done.

"Jesus Christ, Riley. You need to learn what personal space is." Her words had come out more harshly and louder than she wanted it to and when she realized that he had only done that because he was checking up on her, she felt a feeling of guilt creep into her gut. Fuck, he must think I'm an asshole, she thought, unconsciously biting on the inside of her cheek. Something she often did when she was tensed.

"I'm sorry if 1 scared you," Lloyd began and he looked genuinely sorry. Another kick to her snarky personality. "You just looked." He paused, looking for the right word. "Frightened."

Anastasia's grip tightened around her phone upon hearing his words and she looked away, swallowing thickly. "I'm fine." Game her response, but it sounded more like self reassuring words, rather than an answer.

And whether she wanted it or not, Lloyd wasn't buying that answer. "It doesn't look like that to me." He stepped forward, closer, and peered down at her, gauging her reaction, the way she avoided his gaze and was now visibly tensed compared to when she had first stepped out from the pastry shop, "is something the matter, Anastasia? You can talk to me if="

Anastasia's head snapped up to meet his gaze and she interrupted him, meaning to sound as rude and impolite as she did. "I said I was fine, so why don't you just mind your business, Riley."

Lloyd was caught off guard by her words, His expression said it all and the more she looked at him, the more she got that tiny kick in her gut, calling her an asshole..

Thankfully before anymore Interaction could go on between them, Leonica returned. "Sorry for keeping you waiting," She paused and looked between the two, sensing the tensed air. "Is everything alright?"

Her question was answered by a smile from Anastasia "Peachy. Can we leave now?" Before even waiting for Leonica's answer, she began walking towards the car. Leonica took one last look at Lloyd before chasing after her friend.

"y"know, you have one hell of a talent when it comes to pissing women off." Christian said as he came to stand beside Lloyd, stuffing his hand into his pocket and just like his friend, watching as the two ladies drove off.

didn't look away. He couldn't.

this one wasn't on me." He muttered, eyes drawing into a slim line as he came to realize that Anastasia's countenance had only changed after she checked the message

he couldn't help but wonder what she saw in the message,

for

Anastasia walked to the counter and picked up her offer. She paid for it, tipping the barrister generously

fade away. Her worry concern her mother's party. Her worries concerning work and her worries concerning that stupid message she had gotten from Derek

for having answered his message the first

she stopped in front of the glass door to fish out her car keys from

was fucking

in her head hadn't stopped blaring and only did she realize she was about to have one of her usual panic attacks from all the bad memories with

to pull her gaze away from the empty spot and have her briskly walking out of the cafe. She paused for a while, waiting for the traffic light above to turn red so that she could cross and

being watched. And just when she felt like things couldn't get any worse, she was

straight into the road.

of heaven when the time comes. But the pain she waited for never came and she instead felt someone pull harshly on her arm and she crashed into the chest of someone. As the whispers all around died down, she finally pried her eyes open to see that the person she was currently smudged against

a thing here in our world, Anastasia. You get hit, you die, no such thing as getting reborn in another

before her eyes, but the moment Anastasia opened her mouth to respond,

care

she sobbing like a five years old who had lost her toy? Well, the answers were obvious; It was all because of Derek

Café and seated in a less crowded section, where Lloyd quietly sat with her and waited for her to calm down. When it seemed to him like she was getting more clear headed, he fetched her a

coffee provided. When the glass remained warm, bland, she fore her gaze away fixing it on the side walk where she had

perhaps that was just her paranoid mind getting

water, placed the glass down and nodded, giving a belated answer to Lloyd's question. "Yes,

remain silent, giving her a few more

relief when she didn't see anyone matching his description, but her body felt far from relieved. "Is everything okay?

snapped up, eyes meeting his, and saw the way they widened in alarm, before she schooled her expression and nodded her