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

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

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.

her

the marriage contract was signed, she had been the best. She ignored the attitudes I gave her and stuck with me. She knew I wanted another woman but she gave me time and remained with me,

unfair. And it made me

I opened them again, I reached for my phone and

as it went straight to voicemail. Again. It's been like that since I agreed to

a kind heart so she wouldn't go to the extreme to stop me. But she very well will make it hard

day she returned

scarce, spending insane hours working

ines

she continued to work so much,

it in the long

to meke her see reason even though she

from the first time that

succinct, "I don't want

she has refused to say a thing to

was the only way we could salvage what was left of

needs to hear this

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

she demanded

that pushed me each time I opened my mouth. Besides, if I wanted this to work, I needed her to see that I was willing to be transparent.

I'd told her that we were waiting

desk and grabbed my