Billionaire, Let's Divorce! by BELLA

SHARON

I wanted to believe that the doctor speaking was a man on a TV screen, an actor. Maybe he works part time as a doctor, maybe his real passion lies in acting; maybe he's practicing his lines for an audition. But they were just maybes, wishful thinking.

His face was set in a straight line and it was evident that he wasn't joking at all. He was telling me the real truth; one I didn't think I would ever be able to swallow.

"So you should take care of yourself and watch out for all of these. Hopefully, you'd conceive again and there'd be no miscarriage."

The tears that had been rolling down my cheeks had doubled. I was aware that I was sobbing loudly as he spoke.

This can't be happening, I thought for the umpteenth time. How can this happen?

"It's okay ma'am. It's-"

"Don't tell me it's okay," I whispered, my voice trembling.

It wasn't okay!

"This can't be happening," I whispered as I dropped my face in my cupped palms.

That pregnancy was everything. It was the key, the solution, the thing that would finally make my marital life better. It was the only thing that would have kept Aiden by my side. Now, it's gone and Aiden might be gone too.

No. I will not lose him. Never.

I sniffed and finally wiped my face.

"I didn't have a miscarriage."

The doctor's brows pulled together. "What?"

"No one must know about this. In fact, it never happened. Please, keep this between us."

The doctor hesitated. "Ma'am, I cannot-"

chair back and dropped

widened. He stood up and rushed to my side. "Please, don't do this.

refusing to get on my feet. "Please, don't mention it to anyone. Not

must have seen the desperation in my eyes because he sighed and nodde stiffly. "It's okay. It's between

I

I fully expressed my gratitude

I entered the hospital, I had first cleaned myself up even though

was no hint of a stain. I washed my

got a bleach. I washed off every stain of blood from my car's seat.

I headed back home, I briefly entertained the words of the

to the bigger part that warned me to keep it

my hold on

cannot find out

does, I was certain that he'd go running back to Anastasia and

have to keep playing the pregnancy

Until when?

conceive again. If I could get

keep this to myself

again," I

that tiny voice that

to repeat that I was doing

it was what would save my marriage from finally crumbling then so be

got home and I saw Aiden's car in the driveway, my heart

he home now? I wondered. Did the doctor call him?

the time I was done parking my car, he was out the

he drawled as he met me halfway and pulled me

thought we've agreed that you'd work more from home," he looked at me, his gaze searching mine

took a lot for me not to

know, just-" I cleared my throat just

The meeting was dume