Billionaire, Let's Divorce! by BELLA

ANASTASIA

I stared at Amie, her gaze boring mine as she awaited my response.

I had no idea what to say. I couldn't tell him that Aiden wasn't his dad, not anymore. Not after he'd hinted at it. I couldn't tell him that he wasn't her dad then later in the future inform her that the man I'd told her wasn't her father was her father.

That would be stupid and it would be lying. I always tell her not to lie, what example would I be setting?

Besides, Aiden probably wouldn't even want that? It might anger him. And I couldn't risk him going back on his words.

But was it the right time to tell her? Physically, she was suffering, it would be unfair to put her through the emotional turmoil that the revelation would bring her. It was one she would have to go through some day, no matter my decision today, but I couldn't make it now. I didn't want it to be now.

She knows Dennis as her father. I would like to keep it that way.

"Mom? Is daddy sick?"

My lips curled into a tight smile and I smoothed her hair. A loose strand followed my fingers and I swallowed.

"Daddy isn't sick. He's fine."

Her brows pooled together in worry. "Then where's he?" Her voice trembled slightly. "Why hasn't he come to see me? I miss him."

"Amie?" Aiden called as he sat up. He glanced my way briefly before he settled his gaze on Amie. "Actually, there's-"

"Can we talk?" I blurted and all of them, Amie, Aiden and the nurse, turned my way.

I licked my lips and managed a smile to cover the panic on my face. "We should talk outside."

his mind as he nodded

Her brows furrowed in

lips on her forehead, nodded at

leaned against the wall that faced the door, his brows arched. "Tell me, Anastasia, what

His face looked calm, well poised, but from his tone, it was

we walk farther a bit,

up with

before him and rubbed my palm together. I thought of how to start... how to pleasantly tell him that I didn't want

her yet," I blurted. I couldn't find a

a great father but I don't want you to take

at me long. The neutral expression on

finally looked away, kept his gaze on the floor for

don't think that's a

"Aiden, please 1-"

up, exasperated. "What better time would it

her that she didn't have a dad. When I got married to Dennis, she easily and happily accepted him as the dad she'd always wanted." I looked up and prayed that Aiden would sympathize with me. "She is very happy with Dennis as her dad, Aiden. I don't want to strip that away, not now. Not in this state in her

I would make her sad as

that his

be convinced that Dennis isn't her dad anymore but someone whom she'd never met? How easy would that be? I don't want anything that would make

away from me, his fingers slowly wove into his hair all the way to the back until he gripped

me. I could see the tight line around his lips.

said firmly

father and I will do everything in my power to make her accept you. Just

He scoffed. "Maybe! Wow."

is sorted out,