Billionaire Divorce!

AUTHOR'S POV

After Aiden heard those words, he did not think twice before he walked out of the courtroom.

Sharon's heart broke as she watched Aiden storm out. Was he so repelled by her that he couldn't even stand to

watch her trial? A tear rolled down her face and she quickly wiped it before her father would see it. Her father

had told her earlier, "Enough, Sharon. Don't cry over men like him." But that was after he'd scolded her for

everything she did.

"Has the verdict been passed, Mr Aiden? Will you bail your wife?"

All of their questions fell of deaf ears, none of them registered, as Aiden raced to his car and drove out of the

court premises.

On his way to the hospital, he called his security team who had followed after him the moment he drove out.

"Anastasia just escaped the asylum, find her," he instructed them. "I'll send you a picture of her now." "Alright."

He ended the call. As he drove, he dug up a clear picture of Ana and sent it to the security team who

immediately began the search for her.

Then Aiden tried Dennis’ line, but he still wasn't picking up.

On arriving at the hospital, he met Dennis outside. He was on a phone call.

"Hey," Aiden rushed to him just as he ended his call. "I heard-

"Yes, yes," Dennis said impatiently, running his fingers through his hair. "She ran away. | don't know why she'd do

that. She was getting better. She was doing very well before | left yesterday."

Aiden looked at Dennis as he spoke and he couldn't help but think that he sounded and looked like he'd burst

into tears any minute from then.

Dennis wiped his palm over his face, "I just sent a security team to begin a search. The hospital is rallying out

people and questioning her roommates and colleagues if there was any clue that she wanted to run or where

she'd go."

Aiden nodded, "That's good." He was glad that they were already taking action. "I also sent out a team on my

way here." Then he added, hesitatingly. "I think we should go out in search of her too, as another team."

"Of course," Dennis answered without any hesitation. "I wouldn't be here if | wasn't giving the nanny instructions

on what to do."

My ear pricked. "Is something wrong with Justin?"

Dennis shook his head as he began to walk to his car. Aiden pocketed his car key and followed. "I won't exactly

say something is wrong with him. It's how he's been for a while now, since Amie's death. He sometimes cries for

long minutes until she'd eventually fall asleep. It happened again and the nanny had run out of options on what

to do."

"Oh," Aiden muttered. He had no words. He was surprised that Dennis knew so much that the nanny could only

rely on him to completely get Justin to be quiet.

Dennis unlocked his car and they got in. Just then, his phone rang. He picked up immediately. "How's he now?"

"He's asleep now, sir, thank you," the nanny said.

Aiden's gaze fell on his phone and asked, "By the way, I've been trying to reach you for a while now, but you

never pick up."

"Oh, that," Dennis muttered as he drove the car out of the hospital's premises. He cut a glance at Aiden before

he returned his gaze to the road. "was giving Justin a bath when it fell in the lather in the bowl. | didn't realize it

until later. | just removed it and dumped it somewhere at home."

Aiden nodded, then he asked, "Why do you think she ran?"

Dennis felt a sickening feeling in the pit of his stomach. "To meet Amie?" He shook his head, "We need to find her

before she hurts herself or anyone else." Aiden, nodded. He brought out his phone and phoned the security team

if there was any update.

And for the first time, without much words, Dennis and Aiden put aside their differences and worked together to

find the woman they both cared for.

Dennis aimlessly drove around the

streets close to the hospital. As he drove, they both glanced around them. "Where do you think she'll go?"

Dennis inquired, wondering if they had a

a spot or something. Though he doubted.

Aiden shook his head instantly. "Nope."

Dennis sighed. "Let's hu- woah! Isn't that her?" He pointed at a fast food stall where she stood.

"I don't know how I'll pay you, just givea pack and I'll leave," Anastasia pleaded at the man who was gaping

at her.

"Leave my-" The man began, but he was interrupted.

"Ana!"

The moment she heard her name, she turned around and ran, without a look back.

"Ana please, stop," they both called out to her but she continued to run, getting more paranoid. Just then, a taxi

drove by, she hailed it and got in. "Takeanywhere," Ana said, repeatedly tapping the driver's shoulder. "Just

getaway from here."

The driver nodded, oblivious to what was happening, nodded and sped off.

"Shit, she's escaping," Dennis cursed as he hurried into his car. Before Aiden could reach him, he'd started the

car and zoomed after the taxi.

Dennis gripped the wheel tighter, his

eyes fixed on Ana's taxi. He was so focused that he didn't notice the crossroad ahead-nor the massive truck

speeding toward him from the right.

With his eyes widened, the truck driver hysterically slammed on his brakes, but the weight of the vehicle pushed

it forward and his palm slammed against the horn. Dennis heard the shriek of the truck's horn late. He made to

quickly swerve to the left, out of the truck's way, but it was too late as the truck rammed into its side that same

moment.

The collision sent Dennis’ car spinning off the road. It flipped violently before coming to a halt upside down on

the sidewalk, glass shards glinting in the sunlight.

She froze, her breath catching in her throat, eyes widened as she watched the truck collide with Dennis’ car, the

sickening crunch echoing in her ears.