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.

sincerely

could process what he had just called her, he leaned in once again, capturing her lips

time, how Owen's lips and the kiss, tasted every bit like the first time

heart racing with a mixture of excitement and longing and soon, their kiss deepened with passion and desire as Owen's hands explored the contours of her body with a reverence that made her knees weak

melted into his touch, her senses overwhelmed by the heady scent of his cologne and the warmth

they refused to separate

free this weekend?" Leonica asked in a breathless tone once their lips

have to visit my father, but, if you want to go

his father, as she was aware of their relationship, rather than how sexy

She returned to her previous position, getting comfortable in his chest once more while he gently ran his fingers through her hair in a soothing motion. "So why are

a promise to him some time ago." Leonica had glanced up at him at this point, curiosity swirling in

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

deep details for another day. "It's just a dinner, luce mia." He told her, but

then a brilliant idea came

forward, he placed a kiss in between her brows. "But if you're so curios, you can

bloomed on her face

the bridge of her nose. "You're

giggle at his words.

don't just know it." He muttered as they continued watching the movie they

yet another headache inducing dream 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

reason 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 just before she fell