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-"

the chair back and dropped

and rushed to my side.

"Please, don't mention it to anyone. Not even your colleagues

my eyes because he sighed and

so much," I said as

wouldn't tell, I fully expressed my gratitude

branched the restroom to check if my dress was still unstained. When I entered the hospital, I had first cleaned myself up even though I could barely

I was sure that there still was no hint of a stain. I washed my face and left the restroom. I went to my car and drove out of the

bleach. I washed off every stain of blood from my car's seat. Then I dried it with

home, I briefly entertained the words of the part of me

the bigger part that warned me to

my hold

cannot find out yet.

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

have to keep playing

Until when?

If I could

this to myself until

again," I voiced to

that tiny voice that

I was doing

was what would

home and I saw Aiden's car in the driveway, my heart painfully slammed against

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

the time I was done parking my car, he was

met me halfway and pulled me in for a

at me, his gaze searching mine as if he was looking for

took a lot for me not to

just-" I cleared my throat just

The meeting was dume