Billionaire, Let's Divorce! by BELLA

SHARON

"Thank you, thank you," I smiled at both of them.

The woman smiled. "This meeting was absolutely necessary. I'm glad we were able to go over everything."

"Yes," the man butted in politely. "All we have to do now is get to work."

"Exactly," I said, glad that we were able to finally hold a meeting.

They were new clients and since they reached out to the company, it has been difficult to schedule a meeting as either of them was either busy or out of the country. We finally found a common ground and the meeting finally happened.

When we stepped out of the restaurant where they had held the brief but impactful meeting, I turned to them. "This was really beautiful. I look forward to working with you two." "Same here," they said at the same time, then we shook hands and we all went our way.

My smile was still on my face as I unlocked my car and got in.

I placed myr bag and the files on the passenger seat and fastened the seat belt around me.

For a few seconds, I sat in my car, contemplating if I should quickly stop by the office before I head home or if I should just drive home directly.

At the end, the urge to be back in Aiden's arms won.

turned on the ignition. I couldn't wait to get

could not wait to snuggle with him in bed as he told stories he

doesn't want me to

along to the soft hum of the music that played in the background. For the first time in what felt like ages, I was happy,

grounding me as I took a sharp turn. Suddenly, a slight wince escaped me as I adjusted, feeling a

briefly closed my eyes, abruptly feeling

slight pull in my abdomen and for a few seconds, the road that

times before

of my hands from the steering wheel and clutch my stomach, leaning forward. Abruptly, a flicker of nausea pulsed through me, and a sheen of

days so why

just stress," I told myself but the feeling

remain steady but it was almost

happening to

lightly on the brakes as I pulled over to the side of the road. My hands shook as I clutched my stomach and rested my head

thought of calling Aiden but I immediately decided against it. He would only get worried. These past days, he worries over little things. could just feel a slight headache and he was already frantically

my lips despite the discomfort I felt. With another exhale, I sat up

just visit the clinic and see what was wrong first. It could be nothing and I would just make him worry over

drove to the hospital, the urge to call for help heightened as the discomfort increased but I remained determined