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."

on about embryos and the signs that

patient as this process can be mentally tiring, especially if the embryos don't match.

and Ana

then, if you have any questions, please, ask," the doctor

say something but she held

ask you know," I

my way. "Nah, it's not

us with a smile and told us to ask about anything that we didn't fully understand before he'd go over the process

he said when he did not hear any

stopped 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

here, I'd be back." Then he

palms, rub them together then repeat the process

are you sure you're

to repeat my question when she raised her head and turned to me. Her eyes were

anger dissipate.

side and put

okay," I

will I do? I can't let Amie continue to live in such pain and distress." "They'd find the perfect

not help it,"

were trembling. She

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

I hesitated.

scared... Her voice echoed in my