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."

next isle, finding his way back to the counter. "Your order is ready, Mr. Bryce." The florist said as she walked towards the counter with

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

most beautiful in

you like a vase?" The florist

"No, thank you."

"If that's all-"

her head in confusion. "The purple Dahlias in that Isle," He pointed behind him. "Can I

course! Would you like them to be

them to the lady that

spotting Leonica as she

"Who? Mrs. Lee?"

it. He flinched the moment he heard how the florist addressed Leonica. No

nodded. "Yes. Please give them

"Okay,"

Gabriel paid, taking the bouquet for his 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."

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

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

answer, but for some reason, she thought it'd be best

see," She picked the flowers up and smelt them, smiling at their ever pleasant

"I will, ma'am."

We'd be taking our leave then." Having made her payment days before, Leonica grabbed the flower and together, she and Anastasia left, walking

towards she and Owen's place was entertainingly short giving Leonica a little time to think back on all that had happened in the past

woke

was a

Gabriel along with

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

to because life after awakening from a year long

managed to tie the knot and have now been married for two. And she has enjoyed every single second of their marriage, after all,

her thought as her driver pulled into the premise of the mini estate

here." Her driver announced as he held the

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

of age, welcomed his mother, not with his usual hugs, but arms occupied by the cake he was placing on the table.

of the table and set the flower down, just before Anastasia announced that Owen had pulled into the

darkness, a darkness that was only broken when Owen walked in and

on the

was illuminated and the

sound of their voices and confetti, but after a few seconds,

a wide smile, rushing forward and pulling him into a quick hug. "I hope you liked the

arm around her

she had gotten used to,

of you, for this. I really appreciate it." He told his guests, the members of the Romero family and few others, before his gaze landed

arms. "Come

the arms of the man who had slowly

"Happy birthday, dad."

"Thank you Ash."