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.

tension building there. If only it were that easy to calm the storm inside my head, the one raging in my life. "We'll figure it out," I said, even though I wasn't sure

blurred into irritating incoherent murmurs. The lights in the room were suddenly too bright. My breath quickened, but I still tried to

the table hard, but it was no use. My

a step before my gaze darkened. I think I missed my step. I

And then nothing.

*

shouldn't take up to an

me to imagine

too long, doctor. I have work

doctor shook

you didn't

was because you were too busy with work to

needs rest too,

QUMS

chaos that was now my marriage, I wanted to tell him. But instead, I sighed. "Fine

the doctor, I paid attention to the news that

my head. "The

why I didn't want to

had awoken few minutes later. I immediately wanted to get back to work but my assistant surprised me when she refused to let me. She said she'd take me to the hospital told her there was no need but she insisted. I

when I felt a tap on my

smiled down at me. "Sorry, I woke you. The test results are

and

at the doctor. "Who's pregnant?"