Billionaire, Let's Divorce! by BELLA

AIDEN

"It's okay," Sharon said as she curled her arms around my shoulders. "You really need to stop beating yourself up over this, babe. It wasn't your fault and throwing yourself into this whole investigation wouldn't help."

"I need to find the culprits, Sharon. I need to find who did this. It's the only thing I can do for her that will make this guilt easier to bear."

"If it's the only way then you should do it," she encouraged. "I'll continue to make sure that my dad is also on the case, I promise."

Her dad had called me once to sympathize with me over the death of my daughter that doesn't belong to his daughter, and he didn't sound too pleased. I was even surprised that she would tell that to her dad. I doubt he wants to help unearth the killer of a child that wasn't his in any way but I kept that to myself.

"Thank you," I told her instead.

She gave me a half hug and didn't immediately pull away this time. It was days like this that she didn't jump away from me like I had an infection whenever I tried to touch her.

"So will you smile for me?" She smiled as she pulled the skin on my cheeks in an attempt to make me smile.

When I removed her hand, she feigned a sad sigh. "Alright then, if you don't find me worthy of your smile, what about your child?" She asked as she placed her palm on her stomach.

My hands itched to press my palm on her stomach, to place my ear to her stomach but the first and last time I'd tried, she had let out a loud cry that I immediately pulled my hands back. "What did you do?" She asked as she glared at me.

"Nothing, I just tried to-"

Never do that again. It hurt like hell," she had said as she lay back on her back.

And I was left to wonder to the extent that I picked up my phone and googled what could have caused that.

So now, I just look at her stomach and make myself satisfied with that.

waved her

focus and smiled. "For

and led us to the dining area. She'd cooked again and there was

her why she didn't want the maid

said as I stood up before she could and walked over

at who I saw behind the door, a smile

detective I'd hired on Amie's case greeted me. I frowned. I hope he hadn't come to accuse Sharon again. I won't

you here? Any

"We've

best news ever. "That's fantastic news!" My frown returned. "But what has my wife got to

and your wife

heck was this man saying? Why would Sharon

I turned to Sharon

day, but my smile froze and the words died in my throat when I

and took her shaky hands in mine.

I never meant for anything to happen to Amie," she

body grew rigid and her hand fell as mine fell to my

saying?" I asked in a small voice as I watched the detective cuff my

vigorously. "I didn't plan any of this with them, I swear. Amie wasn't supposed to even be kidnapped.

into a seat

I felt paralyzed for a while. Every

tell her how the

was one of them, living

death weren't out