Billionaire, Let's Divorce! by BELLA

ANASTASIA

After my workout sessions today, | felt extremely rejuvenated. After a mild all-round cleanup of the house, |

realized that the house was practically devoid of all these essentials. It was worse in the kitchen. Dennis has

been the one doing most of the cooking so it was understandable when | saw the container where the grains

were stored was empty. There was just about a spoon of oats left. The only things in that kitchen right now were

the furniture, cheese, milk, water and coffee.

It was a good tto go grocery shopping. Besides, it's been a while since | went out to shop for anything.

So | got ready, hopped in a taxi and went straight to the grocery store.

As | looked through the ingredients on the cookies, | heard a sudden shriek cout of nowhere. | and the other

customers turned around to see Nora, my ex colleague, gaping at me.

"Oh my worlds! Ana, is that you?" She yelled from across the room and obviously, the eyes of the other

customers now settled on me.

| flashed an apologetic smile their way, then I dropped the box of cookies in my shopping cart and wheeled it as |

walked to meet Nora halfway, a huge smile on both of our faces.

"Hey, girl," she drawled as soon as we met in the middle of the aisle and she pulledin for a hug. "It's been

such a long time. How're you?" She rushed out as she pulled away from the hug and took a step back. |

shrugged, "I've been good. How're you?"

She waved one of her hands in the air, "forget about me, I'm great.' She took my wrists and took another step

back, her gaze roaming my form. "Girl, you look good."

| briefly wondered if she noticed the slight bulge I still had after giving birth.

"Thank you," | smiled. "You look great."

She sighed. "Gosh. | miss you so much. How's life?"

"It's all great. What are y-"

"Nora?"

We both turned back to see about three of my other ex-colleagues.

Oh God, please no.

Their eyes widened the st| prayed that they wouldn't recognise me. "Is that Anastasia?"

"In the flesh, girls!" Nora answered, grinning.

The three of them squealed as they rushed forward and got in an extremely uncomfortable hug with me. |

hugged them back anyway.

| just prayed names won't cup because | didn't remember any of their names.

"It's so good to see you, Ana," they chorused after they pulled back.

"It's so good to see you too, guys. It's been a long while."

"More than a while." One of their gazes looked through my shopping cart. "What are you doing here? We just

cshopping and it turns out we all picked the sdays to shop. We met quite a while ago." "That's nice. |

cto get groceries for the house."

"Okay," the one with blond hair nodded. Her gaze went behindfor a while. "Your husband isn't here?"

"No," | answered slowly, cautious. "He's at work."

"Okay," | forced a smile, hoping that that would be it and we can just finish our shopping and go our ways but

they were not done.

"And how's your daughter too? | hope the chemotherapies are working."

| froze. How does she know about Amie or her cancer? By the look on the faces of the others too, it was apparent

that they also knew about it.

"She's fine. The therapies are going well," | answered with a stiff smile.

The one with short hair pouted. "Poor girl. Life can be very unfair."

I think she said more about how life

was unfair but zoned out. |

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wondered who could have told them all of these, where did they hear it from? mean only Aiden, Dennis, Sharon, |

and a very few people know about Amie's condition. Though, | once told Rachel, my ex senior at work, about it

and she sure

wasn't a yapper.

So who could have mentioned it?

"| pray she recovers soon," Nora said to me, one of her hands on my shoulder.

I smiled. "Thank you so much, guys. | really appreciate this."

Just when | thought everyone could finally go their way, another one spoke up. "How's your son in the NICU

doing?"

What the actual fuck!

It was the precise details that were included that shockedthe most. They didn't just know that | had a child,

they know it's a boy and they're aware that he's in the NICU! Who the fuck is filling them in with details about my

life?

"He's doing very fine," | managed

another smile when all | wanted to

do was scream in their faces and ask them to leavealone. It might

have been a good tto restock the groceries at hbut it

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definitely was not a good day.

"And how're you preparing to take him back home?" Another inquired. Then she sighed. "Gosh. He must be so

cute. When can we cvisit?"

"Um... actually, he's not taking visitors now. Just me. When | bring him home, I'll let you guys know."

"Alright then, make sure you hit us up, okay?" Nora said. "Do you still have our phone numbers?"

No, | don't. It's been so long we've been in touch that I'm surprised that | even recognized them. “Of course. I've

got them. Don't worry, you guys will be the first to know."

Or maybe I still have their contacts but I'm definitely making zero effort to look for it.

"Alright then," Nora said. "It was so good to see you, Ana. I'd have loved to extend this meeting but | have

somewhere important to be right now."

| smiled. "It's okay, Nora."

As she walked away, the four of us watched and | wished the three ladies would just leave with her.

They huggedone after the other. "We have to leave now too. Make sure you hit us up, okay?"

"I surely will," | called after them.

When they rounded the corner, picking items on the shelves as they walked, | heaved a huge sigh of relief.