After Divorce Billionaire Ex Found Me Pregnant

Sighing, she pinched the bridge of her nose. She already has enough on her plate to deal with.

Melvin, real or fake, could wait. Her son comes first. Maybe after sorting Ashley out, she could decide to focus on her resurrected brother and his intrepid words.

Meanwhile, the very same person she had been thinking about, after his conversation with Leonard, confidently strides out of the imposing glass-and-steel edifice of the company.

Almost immediately a sleek black Jeep glided to a silent halt at the curb, its windows tinted, its presence commanding attention. The driver who was dressed in an impeccably tailored suit, steps out with a practiced grace and opens the door for him, a gesture of deference that speaks volumes about his position.

With a nod, Melvin settled into the plush leather seat and his gaze wad quickly drawn to the person seated Across from him.

"I assume you carried out nothing short of a splendid performances, Melvin." Rodrigo said as she gently patted Melvin's shoulder." Job well done, now, it's time to move on to the next phase."

Later that day, Owen dropped by, and after seeing to it that Ashley was tucked away in bed with two kisses conveying each of their affection, Leonica nested herself in the couch before trying her best to brief Owen about what had happened. Although he was behind her, she laying comfortably on his chest, she could feel his gaping jaw and honestly she couldn't blame him.

Who wouldn't be surprised to know that the person they mourned had actually been alive all this while.

Perhaps her anger was indeed accountable for.

"So you mean to tell me," Owen began, trying his best to piece the information together. "Melvin Hyung is alive?" Leonica nodded. "And he wants the company?"

Leonica nodded once again, but this time around, a sigh accompanied it. "I really don't know what to think about all this. I feel I should be angry, but just entertaining the thought of that makes me feel like the villain." She confessed. Suddenly, Owen maneuvered her around, turning her on his laps so that she could now face him.

He cupped her cheeks and stared into her eyes with a look of assurance. "Having feelings doesn't make you the villain, it makes you more human. So be angry for as long as you want be cause Hyung is in the wrong on this one." Leonica smiled, allowing her heart to feel tizzy over the look Owen was giving her.

Utter devotion, his eyes screamed and the more she started into those, the harder she felt herself being pulled in.

you Owen," She sincerely said, cupping his

leaned forward to peck her lips. "You're welcome luce mia." Before Leonica could process what he had just called her, he leaned in once again,

fluttered close, she thought for the umpteenth time, how Owen's lips and the

a mixture of excitement and longing and soon, their kiss deepened with

heady scent of his cologne and

enjoyed every minute, so much so, that they refused to separate until it felt like they were going to pass out from

in a breathless tone once their lips had

to visit my father, but, if you want to go somewhere, I can

focus more on his father, as she was aware of their relationship, rather than how

alright." She returned to her previous position, getting comfortable in his chest once more while he gently ran his fingers through her hair in

a promise to him some time ago." Leonica had glanced up

angle, Owen was about to blurt out the content of his visit to his father's estate, when he realized that Leonica's current troubles far surpassed the trivial one he was

put off going into deep details for another day. "It's just a dinner, luce mia." He told her, but could clearly still see the child like curiosity in

a brilliant idea came

her brows. "But if you're so

smile bloomed on her face when Owen responded with a

the bridge of her nose. "You're the best

found herself giggle at his words. "I haven't really

know it." He muttered as they continued watching the movie they previously had been

about Melvin, Leonica woke up and went about her daily routine. In the process of fixing her hair, she caught glimpse of her tablet through the reflection and recalled that she had instructed that Grace plug

for giving such a order, but the sound of message entering her phone was more than enough to remind her of the message she had heard popping into her phone