Billionaire, Let's Divorce!

AIDEN

Ana and I turned to the doorway to see Sharon stand there, her eyes widened as she glared at Ana.

"What incarnation is going on here? What are you doing here? What did I just hear you say?" She asked all at the same time as she walked further into the room.

"You know what? I don't even want to know what I think I heard or not. I

don't care. Leave now," she gestured to the door and Ana's eyes widened.

She opened her mouth and closed it, unable to utter any word as she turned to me for help.

But I said nothing. Neither did I do anything. I was still mad at her, maybe I also needed her out of my sight. So I could think and process everything properly.

Most importantly, I needed to be alone, to have the quiet to actually think as I was still wrapping my head around the fact that I had a six year old girl who carried my genes and was on the verge of dying or living miserably as she might spend the rest of her life battled with some disease to stay alive.

"Please," Ana's voice trembled as she tried to reason with Sharon and I could see the motherly love in her eyes, the care and affection she

abhorred for her child... our child.

How did I miss all of that before? She kept it so well. She was so tight-lipped about her private life that there was a lot to wonder about than a secret child, I doubted any of the staff even knew she had a child. "I have no intentio.. of coming between you two." She said honestly and

I believed her. When she stepped in here, looking awkward and uncomfortable, I could tell that she didn't really want to be here and whatever forced her here must be very important. I had my

imaginations working but not even once did what happened crossed my

mind

7 just need his help and I would be out of your lives like I w ever there. I swear."

Sharon wasn't having any of it. 'Get out!" She was now yelling at the top

of her voice now. "Please, Anastasia Leave now."

"Sharon, you're raising your voice," I snapped as I walked past her and shut the blinds of all the windows to prevent the prying eyes she must be inviting with her loud voice.

"I don't care. I just want this lady out of here at this moment.

I walked up to her and tried to placate her. I placed a hand on the small of her back and tried to veer her towards me. "Come on, Sharon, you

need to calm down."

But she walked out of my reach and shook her head, refusing to listen or lower her voice. "I cannot, Aiden. I can not calm down unless this

woman leaves here. Please, Anastasia, get out while I'm still asking. respectfully."This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

"Sharon-" I tried again but she cut me off.

She threw her tiny bag on the couch, shaking her head, "There is no way in hell I will allow such a thing to happen. Are you guys serious right now? What the hell?" She walked up to Ana who was still seated, plucked her bag from her lap and pointed it toward the door.

"Ana," she stretched her fingers out to her. "Look at this? It's our wedding band, her his too. He is a married man so he cannot put at baby in you, traditio ethod or not. It's impossible so please, please before I call the security and Cops."

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I sighed as I leaned against my desk and watched the both of them; Ana pleading quietly while Sharon continued to shout and tell her how impossible it was.

"I swear, I mean no harm..." Ana was saying as she rose to r feet.

"Your mere presence in this room is harmful enough. Your presence in our lives is precarious as it is. Leave now because I will not repeat myself."

I stepped forward, took the bag from Sharon's grip and handed it to Ana. Tears pooled in her eyes as she looked up at me, her eyes. pleading. "Leave for now," I told her. "The hospital...is it the same?" She nodded and I did the same, acknowledging her response. She took her bag from my hand and left.

Immediately the door closed behind her, Sharon turned to me fiercely, " What did you tell her?"

I ignored her and walked over to my desk.

"Answer me, Aiden. Don't tell me you're thinking of doing it."

I raised my gaze to her. "What would you have me do? It's my child we're talking about here."

Sharon's eyes shone with tears but she fiercely held them at bay. She was never one to show her emotions.