Billionaire, Let's Divorce! by BELLA

Chapter 0262

ANASTASIA

We both turned to see Amie standing behind us on the doorway. Her hand held the door ajar as her curious eyes looked up at me, wide and questioning.

Dennis immediately released me and focused on her, his movements smooth and natural as he lifted her up and cradled her in his arms.

I watched him go from comforting me to distracting Amie in a matter of seconds.

"Not really," he said as he slightly tickled her..

Cute giggles spilled out of her as she squirmed in his arms.

"Stop it, Dennis," Amie protested halfheartedly, her words interspersed with more giggles.

"No, I will not," he said, deepening his voice in a playful growl that only made her laugh harder.

After a while, he stopped and waited for her giggles to slowly subside. The hospital corridor seemed to fade away to leave the three of us in a temporary bubble of normalcy. "Amie?" Dennis's voice was gentle and coaxing.

"Yes?" She looked up at him.

"You see," he started slowly, "I need you to understand that everyone needs to be very strong, hmm?"

She nodded, listening to him raptly, her little face serious as she absorbed his words.

"And that's why you're here. You're here to get stronger. You're a strong girl, right?"

head with a big smile, "I am a strong girl," she said and lifted her

same time my lips curved into a small smile. The juxtaposition of her

in so you can get some rest before the nurses

flashed me a smile as Dennis carried her inside,

back.

her in bed, I heard her loudly

girl?" Dennis whispered

seriously, "Why is my mommy

catch it like the first times. Whatever he said seemed to satisfy her, and

a kiss on her forehead, then rose to his

everything was going to be fine, so it would be. I had to believe that, for Amie's sake. The last thing she needed now was not a confused

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Chapter 0262

and support and Dennis

him in her bed and occassionally giggling. They seemed to have quite

of Dennis and everytime I could see why. Dennis

whispers, he finally kissed her hand then he turned around and walked up

at the door, my gaze caught on the little wet patch I had left

"I'm sorry

ut that.

and smiled, "It's fine, Ana. Nothing to worry about. I wouldn't mind if you wet

own joke. Then I brushed my

the door and down the hallway, he asked, "Have you

head. "She's right,