Billionaire, Let's Divorce! by BELLA

ANASTASIA

"He?" He smiled and his gaze traveled between my face and the road a couple of times before he fixed it on the road again.

"Yeah," I dragged and bit my lip. I totally forgot to inform him. "We did the scan and it's a boy."

His brows hiked up as he faced me. "You did, didn't you?"

I winced. "I'm sorry I didn't inform you. I forgot."

He nodded. And silence descended again.

I wondered if he was mad as I looked at the side of his face. Apart from his sudden silence, there was no sign that he was. So I brushed it off. I didn't want to add another worry to the lists of worries on my plate.

I took a deep breath as I turned to look out the window. Suddenly, I felt the baby kick. My eyes widened and I let out a soft gasp.

My gasp must have been louder than I thought because Aiden spared a look my way but he returned his gaze to the road without a word.

I began to worry if he was mad again when my baby kicked the second time. I smiled, wishing I could raise my top and press my palm directly on my stomach, wishing I could see the tiny feet that must be pressed against my tummy right now.

I couldn't wait for his arrival. I'd been counting down. It was just four months left and some days I just wished I'd wake up and it would be my due date.

With each day that passed, drawing me closer to my due date, I was more hopeful that Amie would soon be up and bouncing, playing energetically with Dennis and giggling loudly.

Just a few more months, baby. You'd have a sibling and you'd be healthy again.

As the ride went on, so did the silence. It was starting to get uncomfortable and I was starting to worry again if he was mad so I asked.

"How's Sharon? How's she doing?"

casual way again. As if I was some

was it. No, 'she's really been busy with work,' or 'she sent her

just let

Thank you for insisting on giving me a ride."

He nodded. "It's nothing."

He didn't even smile.

the road. You don't need to

"Okay."

I wanted minimal interaction between us

by the roadside just before our driveway and

the car. I waved at him but his response was a nod as he drove

night. When he was out of sight, I shrugged and began to walk up the driveway. I didn't fail to notice that Dennis' car was nowhere around the

away the best way he thinks we could

he should understand.

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fault that the

hurts

to move on and be fully happy again and this had to happen, disrupting the life I'd imagined would be as perfect as our

it reminded me of the empty house.

I wasn't about

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Dennis and I wouldn't give up on our marriage; our friendship. This is a storm that is bound to come in relationships and we'll pass through it together

make dinner. I'd make his favorite.

than an hour later, I let out a big yawn as

way to the living room, grabbed my phone from

resisted the urge. I didn't want to know how late