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."

For minutes, we listened to him drone on and on about embryos and the signs that would indicate that

also need you to be patient as this process can be mentally tiring, especially if the embryos don't

and Ana muttered

questions, please, ask," the doctor said as

but she held herself back and pressed her lips

ask you know," I

looking my way. "Nah, it's

ask about anything that

when he did not hear any of us utter a word. "Come with

led us through a long hallway before taking a sharp left and stopped before a door. We stepped into another office. Everything in there was white and it was filled with beeping monitors. The

I'd be back."

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

are you

response opened my mouth to repeat my question when she raised her head and turned to me. Her eyes were tear-filled and I felt all

anger dissipate.

side and put my arm around

I patted

I do? I can't let Amie continue

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

trembling.

scared, Aiden,"

I hesitated.

voice echoed in