Billionaire, Let's Divorce! by BELLA

ANASTASIA

When I reached downstairs, I saw the manager at the back of the counter. There were two girls and a boy. He looked like he was giving them instructions.

It was now night time and the bar was filled more than it was when I first arrived here.

When I stopped before the counter, the bar girl and boy from earlier flashed me shy smiles and continued whatever they were doing. I returned their smiles and glanced at the manager. The moment his gaze fell on me, he abruptly left them and hurried up to me.

He cut a brief glance to the door. "I'm sorry, he's not back. Have you tried to reach him?" He started to reach into his pocket, "I could call him if—"

"There's no need for that, manager," I told him. I'd lose my mind if I had to wait a second more.

"I'm sorry I—"

"No please, there's no problem. I've just decided to wait for him at home."

He looked calmer as he nodded. "Alright then. I'll tell him you stopped by when he returns."

"Thank you so much."

With that, I said my goodbyes and headed to the door that led outside. Then I suddenly heard, "Hey, hey!"

As I turned around, I assumed that one of the customers had probably grown the balls to call out to me instead of just staring.

"Aiden?" I felt a deep crease in between my brows as I looked at him. I glanced behind him, at the seat he just exited. It was empty. "Hey. I was just stepping out and I realized that the person before me is you. Why are you here?" His gaze briefly scanned me.

"I just came to see Dennis." I added when a frown began to form on his face, "He owns the place."

"Oh," he mouthed as he nodded. "Okay," he said as he slid his hands into his front pocket.

I've got to go,' but he remained there, smiling and shifting his gaze between the walls, my face and his feet. "Umm... you can still do whatever brought you here, you know. Dennis wouldn't chase you out if

was

then," I said and stepped out

fond

insist that I do things first flooding my mind,

"I guess this is good night

"Yep. Good

waiting for his response, I made my way to the

foot to the other as I waited for a

lot. I saw him go into his car. I heard the door close but

God. I groaned as I desperately wished for a taxi. It felt like that night again. That first night he offered me

out my phone from my bag and began to order a ride. But I didn't need

as the car's front door opened and Aiden

He tried to hide it but I could see it. How could I? Because

my throat. "Is something

You don't have

then pointed down the road. "My ride will be here any

nodded slowly and looked

sigh of relief when

around and walked back to his car Then I was left to

he closed

and leaned on it.

his gaze and he shrugged. "I'm not leaving

my phone's screen. The

Aiden pushed off his car.