Billionaire, Let's Divorce! by BELLA

ANASTASIA

I was exhausted, mostly mentally, by the time I returned home.

As I dragged my feet to the door, I made a mental list of the things I had to do.

Pack some painting books for Amie...

After we tried to reach Dennis and he didn't pick up. Amie had agreed that he might really be busy with work as I'd said.

Then she said, "You'll go home today, right? When you get home, tell him I miss him so much! When he's coming, he should come with some of my painting materials. I'm always bored whenever I'm not sleeping." Then she beamed, "Besides, I promised to draw something for him."

I had taken that as an opportunity to cheer her up and begged her to tell me what she was going to draw for him but she wouldn't tell. She just said, "It's a secret between my daddy and I."

With a sigh, I came to a stop before the door. I tried to unlock it but was surprised that it wasn't locked.

Dennis is back? My heart warmed. Him choosing to come home early was a good thing. Maybe he wanted to visit Amie early tomorrow before he goes to work. I just hoped Aiden would be too busy to visit her tomorrow.

"Dennis?" I called as I pushed the door open. The lights were still off as I'd left it so I turned them on.

I heard someone mutter something in a low voice.

I turned to the direction that the voice had come from and found Dennis sprawled carelessly on one of the couches, shoes and all.

"Dennis?" I repeated as I walked up to him. He soft snores notified me that he was asleep when I stopped before him.

in the chair's arm, his back arched over the couch. He struggled to rest one of his legs on the chair closest to him while the other dangled to the floor. I didn't need to be in that position to be able to tell

wafted towards me. It wasn't unusual to detect that aroma on him, considering it was

I lightly tapped his thigh, causing him to stir. As he opened his mouth and mumbled a response, I instinctively and swiftly leaned back, taken aback by

aroma of alcohol. It was obvious that he had been drinking. He was drunk

a drinker. Well, he stopped being

one he slept in. I

choke me with the pungent

When he rested his face

was heavy. I couldn't do

need some help

to pull him up. We then headed for the

the stairs, he kept muttering disjointed words. But slowly, they

you," he drawled and then he tried to

love you too, Dennis, but you can't hug me now, else you'd get both of us killed. Let's get up

he muttered in a defeated

okay. I'm not mad. let's just get you to bed, okay? So you can sleep more

Then his smile fell. "Ana, will

voice was sad and it

will I do

won't leave me for Aiden? Promise

won't leave you, Dennis, I wanted to say

he was drunk. When

assure him that I won't