Billionaire, Let's Divorce! by BELLA

SHARON

"Mrs Aiden!" I let out a sigh before I turned to the next person that recognized me.

"Hi," I smiled back energetically, attempting to match her enthusiasm, even though I had no idea who she was.

"I'm so excited to see you," she said after she introduced herself.

The perfect response would have been, "Yes, I can see that. It's written all over your face," but instead I widened my smile, "Me either. How're you?"

She told me how fine she was, how I inspire her and blah blah blah.

I know they aren't excited to see me. They were just excited to connect with me on a personal level.

I've perfectly balanced being friendly and aloof so they stick to the general question but this one was bold.

She glanced down at my stomach a couple of times as she spoke. Then after we exchanged numbers, she asked, "How far along are you?"

When Aiden had suddenly announced that we'd attend Amie's party just after he told me, all grins, that Amie had recovered, I had mentally prepared myself for the stares and questions. Yet, when this woman, with eyes that looked like she could read my every thought, asked the question I knew I'd get, my heart skipped a bit and I was rendered speechless for the longest second of my life.

My lips slowly curled into a smile. "Four months," I said as I affectionately rubbed my stomach.

"Congratulations, Mrs Aiden," the woman's congratulations clashed with another.

see a couple

so much," I forced a smile as I struggled to remain calm

three women wishing me congratulations and a safe delivery in advance, became about half a dozen of women telling stories of pregnancy perks with their husbands and the pain that accompanied each

of faking orgasms," one of the women said, referring to the comment that one of them

a colleague," the lady began and I could

story..." the other women nodded while I

gasped,

knew it! I knew I'd hate the words she'd spew. I felt an errant sweat roll down my temples. Thank goodness I

her to such desperation? Well, it all went against her when her husband found out

even bother to know

nice man. He had grown so attached to the non existent

ask her

other details when she claimed the lady whose story was being told was just a colleague and an acquaintance, but I was too uneasy to even

were still engrossed in their gossip when I

I still looked truly pregnant, my whole face was coated with perspiration

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. I stayed like that for a while until I was

and stared back at my reflection. "What do we do?" I inquired. What

before then, what if Aiden finds out about

suddenly wondered how

have asked before ran off. I could know how she

might have