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."

to change his mind as he nodded and got on his feet, eager to get the

brows furrowed in suspicion and confusion as she looked at

back." I pressed my lips on her forehead, nodded at the nurse and followed Aiden

faced the door, his brows arched. "Tell me, Anastasia, what is this

from his tone,

we walk farther

word, he took a few steps ahead. When he stopped and waited for me to catch up with him, I knew nothing I said would move him farther from where he

of how to start... how to pleasantly tell him that I didn't want

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

have said, 'You'd be a great father but I don't want you to take

at me long. The neutral expression on his

looked away, kept his gaze on the

think that's a good

"Aiden, please 1-"

looked up, exasperated. "What better time would

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

would make her sad

that

do you think she'd 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 the

walked away from me, his fingers slowly wove into his hair all the way

could see the tight line around

firmly as I

and I will do everything in my power to make her accept you. Just not right now Maybe after everything has

He scoffed. "Maybe! Wow."

is sorted out, I'll tell