Billionaire, Let's Divorce! by BELLA

AIDEN

I rolled around in the swiveling chair I sat in as I replayed the phone call I just had in my head.

She had sounded timid but the excitement and relief was evident in her voice.

"Um hi."

I had remained silent, unable to trust my own voice.

"Aiden, are you there?"

I cleared my throat, "I'm listening."

"Okay. I just called to tell you that the procedure worked."

My heart did a little somersault before she voiced, "I'm pregnant."

I stayed silent for a long while, not sure how to take the news. I was surprised she hadn't even ended the call.

"That's good news," I finally said.

"Yeah," she drawled. There was a short silence then the call ended with a sharp click.

After that call, I'd been unable to get back to work. Unable to stop her words from replaying in my head.

I was happy, no doubt. My daughter now had a higher chance of being saved. A chance of her getting to know me as her father.

But the guilt grew by the second. The way it had been growing since the day the procedure took place. Yet, it did nothing to put a reign on my renewed attraction for Ana.

was only a matter of time before I'd start to love Sharon as she

over reports and tests, the rekindled spark I felt for her had hit me like a sudden punch to

would like to see how Amie was doing, even though she was not yet aware that I was her father, I had to stop myself from visiting her just to suppress the raging want for Ana.

the mention of her name fueled

I gave her and stuck

simply unfair. And it made me feel like an

with my fingers. When I opened them again, I reached for my phone and dialed

as it went straight to voicemail. Again. It's been like that since I agreed to do what will save my

so she wouldn't go to the extreme to stop me.

day she returned

became scarce, spending insane hours

ines

herself. If she continued to work so

regret it in the long

meke her see reason even though

from the first time that

a succinct, "I

her gaze fixed on her laptop's screen, she has refused to say a

It was the only way we could salvage what

She needs to hear

say anything to me, I continued to update her about every stage and process that Ana and I

that she demanded to know

wanted this to work, I needed her

last time, I'd told her that we were waiting to see if

my desk