After Divorce Billionaire Ex Found Me Pregnant

Leaning down, Leonica used the pad of her thumb and wiped residue of ice cream off the corner of his lips. "How much Ice cream did you have?" She questioned. Ashley gave a giddy giggle at her question, but quickdy resumes his begging when he realizes he's about to be separated from his Infinite source of ice cream "Please mommy, I wanna stay. Can't we just stay? I don't mind skipping school for one day." He begged.

"He can stay," Gabriel's voice sounded out from behind her.

Leonica willed herself to stay still even though every fiber in her body screamed that she needed to put distance between she and Gabriel.

"You both can stay." Gabriel added, concluding his previous sentence.

At this, Leonica whipped her head around, about to refuse, but she went mute the moment she realized how close Gabriel truly was Why was he standing so close! All the warning signs in her head went red and she stepped back, finally giving them enough space to put those red lights at ease.

If she had lowered her gaze any laterer, she would have seen how flattened and for the briefest second, disappointment sipped into the edges of his always collected expression "No, we we need to leave." Leonica sputtered, taking a second to berate herself before adding in Ashley has school to prepare for "I can have Bill drive him to school tomorrow" Gabriel suggested.

"No!" Her answer cout rather too harsh and Leonica found herselt grimacing when she caught Gabriel's hurt expression. "That that won't be possible." She found herself trying to quickly make up a cover story. "You can't have Bill take Ashley because, we, you and I, we have to be somewhere tomorrow Gabriel shot her a raised brow book; silently questioning, if she was hearing herself and Leonica slammed her eyes shut, praying that he'd just back oft and let them go hbetore she made a mess of herself any further than she already has. But then again, she could easily grab her child, which by the way, was still stuck to her leg like a koala, and briskly walk out. But that would make her look rather rude.

But, why should she care if she looked rude or not? "Alright." Gabriel said with a nod, choosing to buy her words even though it was painfully clear that she was just doing all it took to get away from him. "Buddy," he turned his attention to Ashley. "Listen to your mom, go home.

Ashley grumbled underneath his breath, but none the less, nodded his head in agreement.

For the second ttoday, Leonica felt a wave of relief wash over her and she quickly picked Ashley up, placing him by her side. "We'll be leaving now." She said and turned around, wanting nothing more than to step out of this accursed house.

But she had not gone more than a few steps when Gabriel's voice stopped her. "Leonica," She turned around to see him holding up his phone in one hand and a smile on his face that said 'I'm not letting you go so easily on your lie". "I'll be expecting your call this evening." Without another word, she spun around and briskly walked out of the house,the while mentally slapping herself with one thought rolling around in her head.

What are you doing, Leonica? Stay Away From Him You Pricey Slut! "Mr. Bryce," Will called out to Gabriel as he stood in place even after Leonica and Ashley had driven away.

The smile that bad once played on his lips when she spoke to Leonica had completely vanished, leaving him with a look that screamed focus as he tried to filter his thought, dig deeper than the rosy scent of Leonica that seemed to fill his head and Ashley's tiny loveable: voice, all in a bid to pin point the face that had flashes through his mind the moment the pain had hit.

Even though he had seen the picture, the girl in it looked familiar yet distance and he got that one feeling that would always wash over him when he found himself in the highest length of the Eiffel tower, seating down and holding a video call with Lila where she made a show of the foods she had prepared while he was all the way in Paris.

That distant homesick feeling that settled in his gut, but would soon be consumed by anger the moment he realizes he can't get his hand on his grandmother's precious cooking, that was the exact feeling her felt when he looked at the picture of that girl.

And just when he had decided to ask Leonica all about who she was, the female made no effort to hide her animosity towards her.

"A bad memory." Gabriel recalled the amount of venom that had dripped of her tongue as she spoke, eyes narrowed dangerously at the picture.

That alone was enough to give him the gist of the situation. Whoever this girl was, she was bad news.

But even knowing that, Gabriel couldn't stop his mind from wandering back to the features of her face.

So familiar, he thought as he approached the table and plucked out the picture, only to stare at it, hoping that something would happen again. Nothing, much to his dismay.

Will, who had been watching him, silently, finally spoke up. "Mr. Bryce is everything alright? Would you needto do something for you?" "No." Gabriel's answer was almost inaudible as he answered lowly, throwing his head back to heave out a heavy sigh.

This whole memory loss thing was telling on him and it frustrated him greatly that he couldn't remember anything. Especially when it cto Leonica because she always seemed so on guard around him. Each step she took felt like she had prepared herself to walk on eggshells around him and each answer she gave him always had a vague meaning behind it.

Something about all that seemed to irritate Gabriel more than he knew it was meant to Was it because they had been married? Or because they have a child together? He often questioned himself in the one week since he had woken up and once again, he was repeating the smantra, asking himself why be felt so upset and offended when Leonica had stepped away from him, putting distance between them.

Not only then, but also the tback in the spare room. The way she had wriggled out of his hold was almost as if she was trying to get lose of burning chains that had been tied securely around her.

Did she hate him that much? Gabriel blinked confusingly at the thought, catching it just as it crossed the back of his mind.

Hate him? Why would she need to hate him? "Will? How was I and Leonica's marriage like?" He asked the one question that had cafter his previous thought.

At the question, the butler stiffened.

Leonica had told him a few things, hitting greatly on the fact that that m memories about Angelina was to be kept in the dark for the mean tuntil he showed sprogress of recovery, but she hadn't said anything to him concerning the situation of their marriage.

Although Will worried for its employers bealth, mental health, at spoint, his old rusty brain failed to work for him and he sighed silently in defeat, opting to tell the truth rather than to cook up ssweet story that he'd later have to explain himself for

"Yours and the Madam's relationship was nice, for a brief moment, but as the years went by, it becm y, it om strained. He confessed, taking a second to gauge Gabriel's expression which flashed from understanding towards Leonica's action so far, to a new sense of curiosity. "And who caused it?" He asked.

Will, although he, just like the other employees in the house, knew the answer to that question, he didn't dare to say it out loud and again, Gabriel was faced with the ssituation Although he had already known the answer in the back of his head, silently getting another confirmation from Will, sealed the entire deal.

"Why?" the words rolled off his tongue before he could stop them.