Billionaire, Let's Divorce! by BELLA

SHARON Throwing myself into work hadn't been enough distraction. Despite my heavy workload, | still find myself thinking about Aiden, Anastasia and their baby. It got worse after Aiden announced that the procedure was successful and Ana was pregnant. | knew that the second best way to get rid of those thoughts and leave no room to feel anything was more work. More distraction.

And what other best way to get me occupied other than to plan an event? A charity event for my company. Apart from the distraction it promised, we'd also be able to reach out to the public and bring the company's awareness to the minds of those who didn't know of it yet. Since we just opened up here, not a lot of people know of us.

The room that had hummed with conversation as | approached it suddenly quieted down when | stepped in.

As soon as | settled in my seat, | got straight to business. | placed my hand on the long table and leaned forward. "Spencer, let's hear what you have to say." He nodded. "I have reached out to multiple sponsors and | got a response from two of them yesterday night. They'd be delighted to be a part of it." A proud smile appeared on his lips. "They were wowed by our past accomplishments and the firm's vision. They even hinted at investing.” | beamed. Moments like this one are what make work more than just a distraction.

"That's impressive," | told him. Then | turned to the HR manager, and all the other departments that were involved.

They all gave positive feedback and impressive suggestions.

After a while though, as they spoke, | could barely hear them. As my gaze moved from one excited face to the other, all | could focus on was the throbbing in my temples.

I knew | should end the meeting and go rest my head but | couldn't. | knew what would come out of it. So | listened. Or atleast, | struggled to.

From the few words my ears caught, | got to understand that the venue was locked in, but catering was still a problem.

Of course it is. | sighed as | reclined in my seat.

Nothing ever goes smoothly. Nothing.

Why the heck does my head suddenly ache? | was very fine few minutes ago. My fingers rubbed against my temple, trying to soothe the tension building there. If only it were that easy to calm the storm inside my head, the one raging in my life. "We'll figure it out," | said, even though | wasn't sure what needed to be figured out.

As the meeting dragged on, the voices around me blurred into irritating incoherent murmurs. The lights in the room were suddenly too bright.

My breath quickened, but | still tried to focus.

"Are you okay?" | heard someone say beside me as | rose to my feet and gripped the table hard, but it was no use. My hands trembled, making my hold unsteady. The room began to spin around me.

| turned to walk toward the door but all | could take was a step before my gaze darkened. | think | missed my step. | heard shouts. | fell against something...

And then nothing.

"It shouldn't take up to an hour." My eyes bulged. An hour! That's enough time for me to imagine Aiden and Anastasia as a happy family.

"That's too long, doctor. | have work to do." The doctor shook his head. "The reason you didn't notice that something was wrong with you was because you were too busy with work to listen to your body. Our body system needs rest too, you know.” QUMS I'm not against rest, | just don't want to dwell in the chaos that was now my marriage, | wanted to tell him. But instead, | sighed. "Fine then. I'll wait." As | waited for the doctor, | paid attention to the news that played on the TV but who was | kidding? Aiden's words repeatedly rang in my head. "The procedure was successful." | sighed. This was exactly why | didn't want to come here.

After | lost consciousness, | had awoken few minutes later. | immediately wanted to get back to work but my assistant surprised me when she refused to let me. She said she'd take me to the hospital told her there was no need but she insisted. | was close to anger until | caught the hint of dried tears on her cheeks.

| woke up with a start when | felt a tap on my shoulders.

The doctor smiled down at me. "Sorry, | woke you. The test results are out." "Alright, thank you." | sat up, ready to collect the results and leave but his next words froze me to the spot. "You're pregnant.” | gaped at the doctor. "Who's pregnant?” | blurted.

He laughed and handed me the sheet of paper in his hand. "That's the solid explanation for what happened.” After the doctor left, | remained seated there, surprised as | stared at the test result.

How the heck am | pregnant? The memory as our family doctor back at home told me, years ago, that i couldn't conceive due to a medical condition was still fresh in my mind.

Had there been a mistake? | focused my gaze on the paper again. Perhaps, this one's the mistake? But the doctor said he ran the pregnancy test twice.

Oh God. My grip tightened around the edges of the paper as | closed my eyes and smiled.

| couldn't wait to tell him wait to tell Aiden, couldn't wait to see the joy on his face, couldn't wait for him to place his palm on my stomach.

Perhaps, this was the mediator that we needed. What would return our peace and bring about harmony.

| grabbed my bag and hurried out of the hospital. Few feet from my car, | came to an abrupt halt.

Aiden's car just drove into the compound. | stood aside, my brows furrowed.

What's he doing here? It wasn't until he climbed down his car, the same time Ana did the same on the other side that | realized that this was the same hospital that Ana's child was admitted to. Aiden said something and Ana smiled back.

| placed my palm on my stomach and | felt the anger and hurt return, the feelings I'd tried to suppress with work, as | watched them walk into the building.