Billionaire, Let's Divorce! by BELLA

AIDEN

Finally, it was the day of the transplant. Today, the embryos will be tested and implanted in Ana.

Before today, there have been several trips to the hospital. So many tests and precautions. It was exhausting and if it was not for my daughter, I might have backed out. The tests, thankfully, confirmed that we were both fit to undergo the process.

As I drove to the hospital, I mentally prepared myself for whatever was to come. I prepared myself for the hurt that came with the look Amie always gave to me whenever our eyes clashed - like a stranger that she to be nice to. I prepared myself for the contrasting emotion of anger and warmth that I feel whenever I looked Anna's way.

When I arrived at the hospital, Ana was already there.

"Hey," I said to her as I stepped into the room I'd been ushered into.

When she looked my way, all she managed was a small nervous smile.

She tried to hide the tremor in her voice whenever the doctor asked her a question and she had to respond. She tucked her hands into the pocket of her coat because she kept twiddling with her fingers and she couldn't stop them from trembling.

She tried to hide her nervousness but I could see through it all. All these years and I could still tell whenever she was nervous or sad or happy.

Pathetic, I thought to myself as I moved over to her side.

"You good?"

She glanced away from the doctor and flashed me a tight smile. She nodded, "I'm fine, thank you." Then she added, "Sorry for the trouble."

She had been saying that since I agreed to do this.

"Nah, it's okay. I want to do this."

"Thanks."

the doctor. For minutes, we listened to him drone on and on about embryos and the signs that

can be mentally tiring, especially if the embryos don't match. You'll need to remain calm until we get

nodded and Ana muttered a

the doctor said as he began to compile the files on

like she was about to say something but she held

know,"

my way. "Nah, it's not important. I've asked all the important

and told us to ask about anything that we didn't fully

when he did not hear

before a door. We stepped into another office. Everything in there was white and it was filled with beeping monitors. The necessary procedures were carried out then we were ushered out to wait in the reception

here, I'd be back." Then he

She would pull her hands out of her pocket, blow into her palms, rub them together then repeat the process all over again before she'd tuck them back in her pockets. She repeatedly tapped her feet on

you

to repeat my question

anger dissipate.

closer to her side and put my arm around her

I patted her

non of the embryos matches? What will I do? I can't let Amie continue to live in such pain and distress." "They'd

took a deep sigh. "I can not help it," she stared down at

were trembling.

an attempt to stop the tremble. "I'm scared, Aiden," she whispered, "I don't want

I hesitated.

Her voice echoed