After Divorce Billionaire Ex Found Me Pregnant

The Start Of Their Rosy Voyage.

The bell hanging above the door jingled as he walked in.

"Hello, welcome to Chams Flowery. How may we-" The florist in charge stopped short when she turned away from her current line of work and her eyes landed on the handsome man who had walked in.

His gray-ish black hair was pulled up in a neat bun, his sharp gray eyes scanning the surroundings and the light stubble on his jawline indicated that he hadn't shaved in a while. But dressed in his light brown coat, black turtle neck and suit pants of matching colors, all the flowers around paled in comparison to his beauty.

"Good evening," He greeted, a small, almost unnoticeable smile on his face.

The florist's mouth went dry.

"Um, good evening." She managed to squeak out. "How may we... I help you?"

"I'm here to pick up a bouquet. I called ahead of time."

"O-of course. What's your name sir?"

"Gabriel. Gabriel Bryce."

"Ah yes," The florist looked through her list, quickly finding his name. "The order was made a few days ago, am I right?"

"Yes."

"Alright. I'll go grab it. Feel free to look around."

With that, she was gone and Gabriel took her up on her offer, stuffing his hands into his pocket as he browsed through the flower isles. After a while, he came upon a set of purple looking Dahlias.

It reminded him of Leonica and for the first time since leaving Norway- only returning today to get flowers for his grandmother and pay respect to her- Gabriel found himself wanting to see her.

"I wonder how she's doing?" He mumbled and as if on cue, the front door of the flowery pulled open and the sound of the bell jingling mixed with the familiar laughter that made his heart pick up its pace. "You're really something else, Anastasia."

He heard Leonica's enchanting voice and from in between the spaces of the isle he was standing in, he spotted the sight of her, her smile on full display, her laughter filling the air.

Seeing her rugged on the strings of his heart because after two whole years, three of which they had last interacted, Leonica Romero still looked as beautiful as ever.

The only difference was her hair, which was now cut shorter. But apart from that, her green eyes still shone with the light he had loved seeing, and the curve of her lips and her soft cheeks was still the same.

It comforted him In a painful way to know that all the articles he had read about she and Owen's happy marriage and tales were all true.

Owen was taking care of her the way she deserved, something he could provide.

"What? I'm just being truthful. Huh? Where the florist?" Anastasia asked as she noticed the empty desk.

"Probably in the back," Leonica reaches forward and rung the bell, giving Gabriel a front roll view to the sight of her wedding ring. "Excuse me, who's here?"

"Please hold on!" The florist called back, reminding Gabriel of the flowers he had come to pick up.

But they were not as important as Leonica who was a few feet away from him. In fact, all the flowers in the flowery seemed to have lost their luster when compared to her.

"So, flowers, party designs, cakes," Anastasia listened the items, counting with her fingers. "Everything is set for Owen's party."

saw her coming and without thinking switched over to the next isle, finding his way back to the

card on the counter, turning briefly to catch a glance of Leonica's face once again

beautiful in her

you like a vase?" The florist asked, snapping him

"No, thank you."

"If that's all-"

interrupted, watching as the florist cocked her head in confusion. "The

them to be wrapped up right

like for you to them to the lady that just walked

spotting Leonica as she indeed stood

"Who? Mrs. Lee?"

the moment he heard how the florist addressed Leonica. No more Ms. Romero,

bitter pill, he nodded. "Yes. Please give

"Okay,"

grandmother before making his way out of the flowery, not once stealing another glance at the woman he had once loved and still loved, but now had no chance with. The florist watched him leave before she shook

"Order for Mrs. Lee."

had ordered. "Wow, these are beautiful." "Thank you, ma'am." The florist then grabbed the purple Dahlias and placed them

at her favorite flowers, then back at Anastasia who shrugged. "Who...who

to answer, but for some reason, she thought it'd be best to keep Gabriel's identity secret. "He didn't

picked the flowers up and smelt them, smiling at their ever

"I will, ma'am."

her payment days before, Leonica grabbed the flower and together, she and Anastasia left, walking

short giving Leonica a little time to think back on all

woke up

a success,

Gabriel along with

had changed roots, Colorado, she heard, but she didn't really have

awakening from a year long of coma was a

tie the knot and have now been married for two. And she has enjoyed every

was snapped away from her thought as her driver pulled into the premise of the mini estate Benjamin and Cassandra had gifted she and

here." Her driver announced as he held the door

as she stepped out. "Come on, let's set it up before he gets home." She said as she

usual hugs, but arms occupied by the cake he was placing on the table. "Is dad home

but he should be any second." Saying this, she walked over to the edge of the table and set the flower down, just before Anastasia announced that Owen had pulled into the driveway. "Alright, places everyone." Leonica instructed, waiting until everyone had gathered before she gave the command to her house Al.

in darkness, a darkness that was only broken when

on

was illuminated and the loud shouts

their voices and confetti, but after a few seconds, his brain having processed what was going

Birthday, Mine." Leonica greeted with a wide smile, rushing forward and pulling him into a quick hug. "I hope you liked the

an arm around her waist. "I love it,

second, no third nickname she had gotten used to, while Owen turned

his guests, the members of the

opened his arms. "Come here,

wasted no time and ran forward, throwing himself into the arms of the man who had slowly grown into the perfect father figure

"Happy birthday, dad."

"Thank you Ash."