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 of women walk

forced a smile as I struggled to remain

not leaving when a few minutes later, the group of 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

referring to the comment that one of them just made about how hard it was to reach orgasms

I could already tell that I would not like

acquaintances, so I don't know the inside story..." the other women nodded while I just itched to tell her to shut up. "Would you guys believe that she

all gasped, wide

spew. I felt an errant sweat roll down my temples. Thank

of all things to fake," she continued incredulously, "a pregnancy? What moved her to such desperation? Well, it all went against her when her husband found out

She didn't even

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

ask her how

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

in their gossip when I

that I had visited earlier to ensure that I

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

mirror and stared back at my reflection. "What do we do?" I inquired. What do I do when it's

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

suddenly wondered

ran off. I could know how she caught, I could

might