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.

I knew I had not completely gotten over her but I was getting there. I knew it was only a matter of

but as I spent more time with her, going over reports and tests, the rekindled spark I felt for her had hit me like a sudden punch to the gut. I

that I was her father, I had to stop myself from visiting her just to suppress the raging want

mention of her name

marriage contract was signed, she had been the best. She ignored the attitudes I gave her and stuck with

it made me feel like

my fingers. When I opened them again, I reached

It's been like

to stop me. But she very well will make

the day she returned

became scarce, spending insane hours working with little rest was worried that

ines

she continued to work so

in the long

though she already saw reason but all my efforts were to no

the first

succinct, "I don't

about it," with her gaze fixed on her laptop's screen, she has refused to say a

had to talk this through. It was the only way

sighed again. She needs to hear this from

to say anything to me, I continued to update her about every stage

that she demanded to

I wanted this

told her that we were waiting to see if

up my desk and grabbed my car