Billionaire, Let's Divorce! by BELLA

DENNIS

When I reached the door, a question I had meant to ask suddenly occured to me. I turned back to find her gaze still on me. "What is it?" She smiled.

It felt so good to see her smile and not glare at me like she has been doing for the past days.

"I have a question," I said as I slowly walked back to her.

"Okay?"

"The other time, when I was telling you about the properties I sold, you said you saw the documents for the sales I made in my drawer?"

"Yes, I said that."

I frowned. "How?"

"Oh yes. I was at your bar," she shrugged. "I waited for quite a while but you would not return so I just left."

"Oh." I recalled manager the times when my manager tried to tell me something when I returned that day. That was probably what he was trying to tell me.

"I had no idea." I wanted to add that she should have called me but then I remembered that I hadn't been picking up calls. "The manager tried to tell me but I was so angry that I told him off." She smiled. "It's okay. I now understand."

I sighed again, berating myself for my foolishness.

I stepped forward and pulled her in for another hug. "Thank you for sticking with me even though I'm an asshole."

"Okay."

I pulled back and gaped at her. "So you agree that I'm an asshole?"

She burst into a fit of giggles.

I walked around the hospital for a while, wondering where the heck Aiden had taken Amie.

when I spotted them on the playground

so hard as she sat

still so full of life even when it looked like

called and

brightened even more before she yelled,

Aiden on his head and said something to him. And then she was moving like she would climb off his body if he didn't let her down on time. As soon as Aiden placed

met her half way

I pressed a kiss to her forehead and she giggled, wrapping her arms around me in a hug. "It's just been a few

Uncle Aiden is so fun to hang out with, can I hang out with him

a forced polite smile but everything else about him opposed that smile, from his clenched fists to his hardened jaw. "Of course,"

again, almost squeezing the daylight out of my neck. "Thank you, daddy,

turned

"Guess what?"

looked at her but it looked less forced now. "What's

the urge

so bad at guessing. My dad says I can play with you next time I'm free just

I look

come with

her and you already call her

so much about her. I feel like I

you do," he

their conversation was starting to

"Bye." Then, "Wait daddy. I

I'd have liked and let

"Bye, princess."

direction, I

kind of believe that he has no ill intention but it was just hard to trust him. His mere presence makes me feel like he was there to snatch the most important women in my life

I drove us back to the hospital, Amie wouldn't