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.

both turned back to see a couple

a smile as I

a safe delivery in advance, became about half a dozen of

of the women said, referring to the comment that one of them

lady began and I could already tell that I would not like what she'd

now. Apart from being colleagues, we weren't really friends, more like acquaintances, so I don't know the inside story..." the other women nodded while I just itched to tell her to shut

all gasped, wide

an errant sweat roll down

her to such desperation? Well, it all

at her. She didn't even bother to know why she did

He had grown so attached to the non existent child that it broke him when he

wanted to ask

whose story was being told was just a colleague and an acquaintance, but

when I excused myself and left their

time I got to the restroom that I had visited earlier to ensure that I still looked

the door. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. I stayed like that for

do?" I inquired. What do I do when it's time to give birth? I needed to think fast

if Aiden finds out about the truth? Would he leave? He probably

wondered

had gotten caught. I should have asked before ran off. I could know how she caught,

might