Billionaire, Let's Divorce! by BELLA

Chapter 0303

I turned to the man I now presume to be Martin, “Uhh.1

The lodge keeper gave me a firm clap on the shoulder. "Aiden, my friend, meet my son, Martin."

Marin turned to me, the recognition in his eyes now more prominent, "Oh. You must be Aiden." He said as he stretched his occupied hands fir another handshake.

I took it, "Very nice to meet you, Martin." Now that I looked at him again, I understood why he had looked familiar. He looked just like his father.

After we exchanged pleasantries, I continued my journey to Ana's room.

I ensured that the plant was well secured in one of my arms before I rasped my knuckles on the door.

My face was now etched in a frown as I knocked for the third time and there was still no response.

"Ana!" I called, not caring who might hear me.

"Anastasia!" I banged my fist on the door." Are you in there?"

My question was answered with a resounding silence.

her name again, I heard giggles drifting to my ears. I looked down at the rows of doors and

at the plant and came to the realization that she was probably with others. I wouldn't mind going in there to give her the gift but that would only make her uncomfortable. And I was not about to do anything that

to my room and coming back later to check on her, I noticed something shimmering on

water seeping out

I pushed at the door and found that it

the whole of the room had been flooded. I set the plant aside as I went ahead to find the

in the room where suck amount of water could come from. Just as suspected, there was a leak in the bathroom. On a closer look, I saw that the pipes in there had all bursted. "This will need a lot of fixing." I said as I walked

would not tolerate water seeping in them onto a raised platform. As I looked around the room, checking for any other thing that the water could

the door to see Anastasia on the doorway,

came here to hand you something and found your room flooded. I was surprised when

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fingers into her hair, sweeping the smooth strands back. "Yeah," she muttered, "Since

her that for safety reasons she needed to always keep her door locked but I

for that as I watched

"My tablet!" She cried.

"I put them up there before any

her