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."

he was going to refuse but he seemed to change his mind as he nodded and got on his feet,

furrowed in suspicion and confusion as she

I pressed my lips on her forehead, nodded at the

against the wall that faced the door, his brows arched. "Tell

His face looked calm, well poised, but from his tone, it was clear that he was trying hard to keep a hold on his

farther

steps ahead. When he stopped and waited for me to catch up

took before him and rubbed my palm together. I thought of how to start... how to

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

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

long. The neutral expression on his

looked away, kept his gaze on the floor for a

don't think that's a

"Aiden, please 1-"

"What better

dad. When I got married to Dennis, she easily and happily accepted him as the dad she'd always wanted."

insinuating? I would

could swear that his voice

not what I mean. It's just..." I sighed. "How 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

hair all

the tight line around his lips. "So what now? You are not going to

will," I said firmly as

"I promise you, Amie will know you as her father and I will do everything in my power to make her accept you. Just not

He scoffed. "Maybe! Wow."

sorted out,