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.

a couple

you, thank you so much," I forced a smile as I

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 husbands

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

a colleague," the lady began and I could already tell

inside story..." the other

gasped, wide

an errant sweat roll down my temples. Thank goodness I left my hair

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

gaped at her. She didn't even bother

felt really bad for the man. He was such a nice man. He had grown so attached to the non existent child

ask her how

whose story was being told was just a colleague and

still engrossed in their gossip when I excused myself and left

the 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 a while until I

and stared back at my reflection. "What do we do?" I inquired. What do I do when it's time to give birth? I needed to think fast and

if Aiden finds out about the truth? Would he

suddenly wondered how

asked before ran off. I could

she might