Billionaire, Let's Divorce! by BELLA

SHARON

Throwing myself into work hadn't been enough distraction. Despite my heavy workload, I still find myself thinking about Aiden, Anastasia and their baby. It got worse after Aiden announced that the procedure was successful and Ana was pregnant. I knew that the second best way to get rid of those thoughts and leave no room to feel anything was more work. More distraction.

And what other best way to get me occupied other than to plan an event? A charity event for my company. Apart from the distraction it promised, we'd also be able to reach out to the public and bring the company's awareness to the minds of those who didn't know of it yet. Since we just opened up here, not a lot of people know of us.

The room that had hummed with conversation as I approached it suddenly quieted down when I stepped in.

As soon as I settled in my seat, I got straight to business. I placed my hand on the long table and leaned forward. "Spencer, let's hear what you have to say."

He nodded. "I have reached out to multiple sponsors and I got a response from two of them yesterday night. They'd be delighted to be a part of it." A proud smile appeared on his lips. "They were wowed by our past accomplishments and the firm's vision. They even hinted at investing."

I beamed. Moments like this one are what make work more than just a distraction.

"That's impressive," I told him. Then I turned to the HR manager, and all the other departments that were involved.

They all gave positive feedback and impressive suggestions.

After a while though, as they spoke, I could barely hear them. As my gaze moved from one excited face to the other, all I could focus on was the throbbing in my temples.

I knew I should end the meeting and go rest my head but I couldn't. I knew what would come out of it. So I listened. Or atleast, I struggled to.

From the few words my ears caught, I got to understand that the venue was locked in, but catering was still a problem.

Of course it is. I sighed as I reclined in my seat.

Nothing ever goes smoothly. Nothing.

ago. My fingers rubbed against my temple, trying to soothe the tension building there. If only it were that easy to calm the storm inside my head, the one raging

the meeting dragged on, the voices around me blurred into irritating incoherent murmurs. The lights in the room were suddenly too bright.

you okay?" I heard someone say beside me as I rose to my feet and gripped the table hard, but it was no use. My hands trembled, making my hold unsteady. The

I could take was a step before my gaze darkened. I

And then nothing.

*

up to an

That's enough time for me to imagine

doctor. I have work to

shook his head.

didn't notice

too busy with work to listen to

needs rest too,

QUMS

now my marriage, I wanted to tell him.

the doctor, I paid attention to the news that played

my head.

This was exactly why

She said she'd take me to the hospital told her there was no need but she insisted. I was close to anger until I caught the hint of dried

up with a start when I

I woke you.

up, ready to collect the results and leave but his next words froze me to the spot.

gaped at the doctor. "Who's pregnant?"