Billionaire, Let's Divorce! by BELLA

ANASTASIA

The moment the doctor stepped in, his gaze immediately rounded up on the seat that Aiden had been occupying.

"Where's he?"

"He left," then I added, "there was an emergency."

He nodded and we continued the session.

After my session, I made my way to Amie's room. As I headed there, I retrieved my phone from my bag and tried to reach Dennis again but his calls just kept going to voicemail.

When I stepped in, Amie smiled but she glanced behind me, her gaze lingering on the door. I knew she expected Aiden to step through the door like earlier.

But when the door remained close, she seemed to have a sigh of relief and her smile widened.

And my heart dropped. I briefly wondered if she would accept Aiden as her father. But I wouldn't know if I don't tell her, right? I just wasn't ready.

She respects him as she has been taught to respect everyone but I didn't think she fancied his presence.

I could see the question in her eyes whenever she glanced at Aiden or whenever he spoke but she had said nothing.

I knew she wanted to come to a conclusion before she asks me. But would I ever be ready? Would I ever be ready to answer her questions and tell her the truth when I'd told her that she didn't have a father?

Sometimes, remembering how I had denied Amie the protection and love of a father growing up and denied Aiden the opportunity to know his daughter made me feel like a witch.

dwell on it. It was now

starting to sink

rubber dmy stomach. "She's fine.

her I can't

can tell her now again

you come, we'd do so much painting together. I'll make your hair and feed your food to you. You can even sleep with me in

it turns out

in bed. "It doesn't matter. I'll still love him and do

"Oh Amie. The baby is so lucky to

her head proudly.

The laughs she had when one

daddy, earlier too," she told me with

"You did?"

showed him my recent paintings and he said they were beautiful and that I

was relieved but that hollow feeling that only his presence and soothing voice could fill remained. A quite sigh escape me.

for home. On my way out of the hospital, I tried Dennis' line again but there was still no response

heart, I stopped a taxi,

shouldn't have told him. But then

didn't regret tell

him.

he had heard

would have angered him and then

the hospital bills that had been cleared. I had not expected that he would glare up like he did. Well, he