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

a smile as I struggled

a safe delivery in advance, became about half a dozen of women telling stories of pregnancy perks with their husbands and the pain

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

lady began and I could

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 faked

gasped, wide

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

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

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

such a nice man. He had grown

ask

was just a

in their gossip when I excused myself and left their

visited earlier to ensure that I still looked truly pregnant,

my back to the door. I closed my eyes and took a

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

even before then, what if Aiden finds out about the truth? Would he

suddenly wondered

I should have asked before ran off. I could know how she

might have