Billionaire, Let's Divorce! by BELLA

DENNIS

A giraffe? Why the heck would a four year old want a giraffe. As a pet? A toy? That is so unasual.

And expensive!

A real giraffe will cost a fortune!

Right now, I doubt I can even shave anything off my account to afford the basic needs talkless of a breathing giraffe.

"Daddy?"

I turned to find her gaze on me, expectant.

I smiled. "Of course, I'd get one for you. A real giraffe, isn't it?"

Her eyes lit up and she bobbed her head, too excited to speak up.

"Daddy will get you a giraffe," I said, already regretting why I even asked her what she wanted.

She threw her hands up in the air. "Today is the best day ever!"

By the time I parked in the hospital's parking lot, she seemed to have exhausted her energy for the day and her eyelids struggled to stay open.

I stepped out of the car and went to the other side and undid her seat belt. Then I carried her and together we went into her ward.

"Make sure you have enough rest, okay?" I told her as I dropped a kiss on her forehead.

She bobbed her head. "Thank you for coming to see me today and taking me to see Mummy and uncle Aiden."

"You know I'd do anything for you and your mom."

"Will you be back tomorrow so we can see the baby together?"

of work for me to

on her bed and then

my car and made my way back to the

could not stop wondering how much a giraffe will cost. Let's not even talk about the care that it would need as

to check the

I had the money to get it now. Confirming how expensive it is will only make

lot to worry about

the money for restock was no where to be found. As I tried to not show my lethargy, the manager walked up to

you." Then I made my way up the stairs to my

Tabitha walked up

sir," she chirped as

muttered absentmindedly as I began to shrug off

help you with that, sir," she said and was immediately behind

and together we walked into my

I collected the jacket from her and draped it over my seat

looked up, Tabitha was still there. Her hands

to find her way out but I suddenly

get

She nodded. "Yes, sir."

tell me more

I'll tell you everything you want

of the two seats across from me. "Have a seat then. Tell me everything there is

she began to speak, I

my seat, slightly uninterested in whatever she had say but was willing to give her a chance. At this point,

anyone's advice

I frowned, "Meditation?"

nodded slowly,

swney

urge to throw my hands in the air or hiss, "How the heck is that supposed to get me my money

not just meditation. It's mostly spiritual cleansing,