Billionaire, Let's Divorce! by BELLA

AIDEN

Slowly, I sat up as I returned from the heavenly that filled me with the feeling of having Ana in my arms. My mind was a fog that refused to clear up as I stared at the door she had fled out of and slammed close.

I had desperately wanted our reconciliation, I wanted our love to blossom again but not this way. Not that I didn't like what just happened. I loved every bit of it. I wished she hadn't freaked out and ran out but I wanted us to slowly patch things back up. To make her understand that it had all been a grave misunderstanding. To show her that I would never have betrayed her in such a cheap manner. Perhaps, I would even play the voice recording for her.

When I felt a presence around me then felt someone touch my face and opened my eyes, I was shocked to see her. Up till she dug her fingers in my hair and kissed me back, I was convinced that I was dreaming.

When I saw her in front of my face, wide-eyed, still high from the excitement of being in the same room with her, I hadn't been able to stop myself. At that moment, it felt like, if I didn't kiss her, I might die.

I dropped my face in my hands and sighed. I didn't know where she would have ran to and as much as it worried me, I couldn't go after her. She probably wanted space from now on. She wanted nothing to do with the betraying ex boyfriend who tried to take advantage of her again.

I sighed. I would just wait to the next morning.

***

The next morning, after a quick shower, I went in search of her. When I reached her room, stopping in front of the doorway and scanning the entire space with my eyes, she wasn't there. The room was being cleaned and fixed.

I decided to go for a jog around the premises, hoping that, by some miracle, I'd come across her.

While I exerted myself and rounded the premises from the third time, the lodge keeper's son joined me.

was his name again? Martin? Yes,

"Hey."

nodded at

shed to catch our breaths. Martin, who must have been out for a run too,

said as I took a

hesitatingly. I turned to him, still struck by the familiarity I felt. I had concluded that he looked like his father but there was still something about him that I couldn't place my finger on. "Come

his throat, uncomfortably. "After we departed last night, I remembered where I know

I screwed the cap of the bottle back on.

that he was quite younger

short boy you beat up and threatened years ago?" He asked with

"I don't think I-" my eyes

"You!" I blurted.

curled into a sheepish grin. "Yep, me. I broke into

my throat. "Why do you say

we both sobered up,

at him as I sized

A

so big. I thought you

shrugged. "I was in high school then. My growth spurt just happened really