Billionaire, Let's Divorce! by BELLA

AIDEN

My gaze roved her frame. There was no blood on her hands or on any part of her body. Though her head was down, her shoulders didn't shake from sobbing. I heaved a sigh of relief and thanked the universe that she was physically fine as my gaze swept the room. I didn't know what I had expected but I was relieved that there was no physical danger looming around... or was there?

"Sharon?" I called as I further walked into the room. "Are you okay?" I dropped on the bed beside her.

She finally raised her head up from the paper in her hands. I couldn't decipher the expression on her face as she wordlessly handed it to me.

"What's this?" I asked, my brows arched, my gaze was on face as I took the paper from her.

"I hadn't been feeling well at work. I went to the hospital, ran a test and that's the result," she said succintly, without emotion.

My eyes scanned her face, "Are you okay?"

She nodded. But I couldn't help but wonder if she had caught a disease of some sort. God, please, she should not be diagnosed of an illness.

I settled my gaze on the paper and took in the content in it.

I blinked, surprised. "You're pregnant," I said, then my eyes went over the content in the paper to be sure that I hadn't gotten the message wrong. "What? You're not happy?"

I quickly looked up, a gentle frown on my face. "Why will you say that, Sharon?"

She shrugged and looked away from me.

I plastered a smile on my facea ND put my arm around her shoulder, pulling her to me. "You're carrying my child," she looked up at me as my eyes briefly fell on her stomach, "Of course, I'm happy."

And for what felt like years, Sharon's face broke into a big grin. Then she pouted, a slight glare on her brows. "Are you sure? I mean with "

I wrapped my other hand around her waist and pulled her to me in a hug. "You should not worry over anything. You are my wife and I am happy that

she said in a small

you

she shrugged. "I don't know, you might be busy at

with or what I'm doing, once you

said nothing but her arms tightened around me. Then she sighed, "I'm so happy,

kiss to

with the savior sibling procedure to save Amie. In fact, nothing made her smile, at least not in my presence. So this was

would be fully involved in every stage till the child's cones into this world and begins to grow. That knowledge was thrilling. I could easily see myself going to doctor's appointments with her. But

but I was mostly glad that I was happy than glad that

only complicate things? Maybe

to save Amie, and

that I would be a father but it was being dimmed by

a part of me

tell her that. I

one. Besides, I was more focused on making the marriage work that didn't even bother to breach the topic. Now, seeing how happy she was, it was evident that it means a

she rested her head on my shoulder. "So how should we celebrate

widened and she gasped, looking up at me. "Don't tell me you expect me to

I won't

hit me on my chest.

felt we'd just celebrate it at home, just the

on

nodded, processing my words. "Okay, what do you

my voice. "I was thinking you'd put on one of those lingeries I love