Billionaire, Let's Divorce! by BELLA

DENNIS

I was very selective with the things I got. I made sure to get the flowers she liked and only the gifts that she would cherish.

I glanced at the flowers and gifts in the passenger seat as I drove into the hospital's compound and nodded to myself. She'd love them. I quickly found a parking spot and parked my car. Before I climbed out of the car, I reached out and took the things I'd gotten her and made my way inside.

"Mr Dennis!" One of the nurses behind the counter at the reception chirped. "You're back. It's so nice to have you back."

I nodded slowly, genuinely surprised. "Thank you," I managed a smile as I muttered. Then I made my way to Amie's room.

As I pushed the door open, Amie's gaze zeroed in on the door. Her face lit up instantly.

"Daddy!"

I quickened my pace so that she would not have the need to run up to me but she was already on her feet and had taken a couple of steps before I reached her.

"Daddy!" She repeated as she wrapped her arms around my legs. I placed the things in my hand on the chair closest to me. Then I hoisted her in my arms and pulled her in for a hug. Ahh. I've missed her so much. "I miss you so much, baby."

"I miss you so much. Why didn't you come to visit me?"

"Sorry I couldn't visit. Work has been time-consuming."

She nodded. "It's okay. I'm just happy you're here now."

I ruffled her hair. "That's my girl!"

She giggled. Then she turned to the flowers and gifts. She pointed at them, "Those are mine, right?"

I laughed. She never hesitate to claim whatever she thinks was hers.

I picked up the bouquet of daisies that I got her and handed it to her

yours, baby. All

wrapped

I

shouldn't have stayed away from the hospital like some chicken. Just like her mother, she was a ball of sunshine. She was the one who gave me more hope that Ana and I could still fix us after she gets well. She loves me and I doubt she would want to

gifts I got her while she babbled on about a new

and when we

a painting of a turbulent sea. She smiled up at me. "My painting has gotten better,

smiled, proud of her. "You actually did well... it looks more realistic than your

returned her gaze to the painting. "One day, I'll draw a family portrait

you will,told her firmly

head; Me, Ana, the savior sibling, maybe another child that will be mine too. Amie would then add herself after she

need... this insane urge to be the dotting husband that Ana wants and the fun dad for Amie.

self-pity.

arms. I continued to listen to her slurred stories and thoughts

drawing book, explaining that I had to leave

out of the hospital, I opened the email that one of the managers of my bars

"Dennis?"

looked up and found a man staring at me, a

brows furrowed. That

"Yes?"

his left palm. "I

I stared, confused.

on, man. You don't remember me?" He feigned to be

a step back, my lips curling

as I took a better

a long while,"

I closed

him a