After Divorce Billionaire Ex Found Me Pregnant

Irene Rosewood, huh?

Seating in front of her laptop, fingers just above her keyboard, Leonica gazed at the picture of her supposed half sister.

It had been more than two hours since she left her family house and in those two hours, she had done numerous research on Irene, learning all there was to know about the girl. Explains a couple of things, she thought, analyzing the all too obvious similarities in their faces.

It wasn't that Irene had done a face lift, she simply just took after their father, who Leonica also happened to take after.

However, that wasn't what bothered her, what did was the fact that Irene who had remained quiet for all these years, suddenly decided to show herself.

Was it simply a coincident? Leonica didn't think so.

Her reason? The articles. They all seemed too well crafted, but had one thing in common, neither of them revealed Irene's name, only pointing fingers at her father, calling him unjust.

It was almost as if someone was trying to move Benjamin's hand.

But to do what exactly?

Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of her phone ringing. Leonica tore her gaze away from her laptop and when she glanced at her phone, seeing Owen was the caller, she felt a sense of relaxation even she didn't know she needed. "Hey,"

"Hey," Owen's voice filled her ears and her eyes immediately closed, relaxing to the sound like a lullaby.

"How are you doing?" He asked, worry evident in his tone. Of course he had seen the articles.

"Better now that I'm talking to you," Leonica replied as she leaned back in her chair. "What's up?"

"Nothing much, I just wanted to check up on you. The internet's going crazy."

Of course he had seen the articles.

"Of course it is," She chuckles drily at her own words. "That's what they do best. Eat up every story they get like big bad wolves."

"Yeah," Owen agreed, after all, he too had experienced his fair share of the internet. A few seconds gap passed before he asked. "You don't need to answer, but I just want to ask, is it true?"

Leonica nodded, slowly. "Unfortunately, yes."

Another wave of comfortable silence descended on them before Owen asked, again. "And how are you feeling about it?"

Leonica opened her eyes at his question, narrowing her eyes in confusion. Almost as if she hasn't expected that question. No, she hasn't expected that question.

All day, she had been too worried about her mother and brothers reaction to even process how she felt.

"How are you feeling about it?" Owen repeated, sounding more concerned.

It was Leonica's turn to become silent as she thought hard about how she felt. How did she feel about her father having a love child?

How did she feel about having a half sister?

How did she feel about the possibility that said half sister had started this rumor, just to destroy their family name? That said sister was someone who clearly didn't like her considering their previous encounters? How did she feel about it?

"Honestly, I'm not sure," She said, her voice soft. "I mean, I don't hate the idea of having an additional sibling. But..." She bit her lower lip, remembering how insecure her mother had look and how guilty her father had looked. "If it means my family's going to suffer because of that, then I don't like the idea either."

"It's okay, you're allowed to feel whatever you feel, Leonica. There's no wrong or right in your case, luce mia."

chuckled lightly. "You're

tell you not to worry too much. Just like

Owen weirdly had a

we can always hop on my jet and take a long

Leonica chuckled. "Yeah?"

of travels," He didn't need

you going somewhere?" She

But I'd only be gone for a few weeks. One week at tops," He

interrupted him. "There's no need

"Are you sure?"

handle myself and

taking on too much while I'm gone. I don't want the world to

"I can't change.

listen to what the internet

would take some time, but with collective help and understanding, her family would get

additional

obviously couldn't be

it was that

the first thing that greeted her ears was the sound of glass shattering followed

bring the daughter of that fucking whore into my house I would fucking

try and understand

As Leonica walked into the dining area, she found her mother's hands

the thought of seeing her face. Please Benjamin, have

getting the attention of

she quickly tried to hide how distraught the whole situation was

you doing here? What about your

wrecked dining area. The table was littered with broken plates and wasted food. It didn't look like a

gaze and quickly tried to defend. "This...this is

"Mother, please don't lie."

bit her

sensitive topic and I understand how you're feeling, but, can't we please have an open discussion?

"That's enough,

defending you, I'm stating the truth, don't just stand there and allow mother think your the perpetrator in this situation." She scolded before turning to

wedlock. He wasn't married, nor did he

wrong. He had

rational and

husband before shaking

us." Leonica

silent, then

not as simple as

"Why not?"

I'm scared." She admitted, her voice becoming smaller. "What if that child ruins

"Mother, that's not going to happen. We as

"But-"

voice became softer at the

back at her father. "How about we think of a way to solve this

said this, an

"Oh?"