Billionaire Divorce!

AUTHOR'S POV

"Stop!" Her voice quivered as she yelled to the taxi driver.

That was enough for Ana to return.

"What have | done?" Her breath trembled as she threw the door open and hurried out of the taxi. Her hands

trembled as she stumbled onto the pavement. "Dennis!" She yelled as her knees fell to the hard concrete

ground. "Please, no," she whispered, her gaze on the mangled car. "Dennis, please be alive." She crawled to the

car, peering in to see him, but it was all dark in there and her sobs heightened. "Why did | leave? Why didn't |

just wait for him?"

She wiped her tears. "I promise," she sniffed. "I won't go to Amie anymore, | promise, Dennis, please, cout,"

she cried as she vaguely recalled him telling her that Amie has gotten justice and there was no need to go to her

anymore. This was all her fault. She should have listened to him. She should have waited for him before she left.

"Ana!" Aiden cried as he rushed out of the car. He was relieved to see Ana. He had found a taxi a while after

Dennis drove off and followed him. When he noticed the crowd and saw that there had been an accident, he was

scared that it was Ana. "Shit!" He muttered as he cto a stop before Ana, recognizing the ruined car as

Dennis’.

Ana scrambled to her feet and clutched at his shirt. "Please, bring him out, | beg you. Tell him I'm sorry," she

pleaded then turned back to the car and called out. "Dennis, please cout."

Aiden held Ana to him as he called an ambulance.

The ambulance arrived on time.

"Dennis! No, please, don't take him too from me," Ana cried as Aiden pulled her away so the paramedic team

could have their way.

"It's okay, he'll be fine," he said, but he doubted it.

Ana shook her head vigorously. "He won't be. They said the sthing about Amie," she said and buried her

face in his shirt.

Throughout the ride from that location to the hospital, Ana cried until she grew weary and slept off.

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When Ana woke up, she asked for Dennis' ward and she was led there. She wiped the tears that rolled out of her

eyes when she saw him, all bandaged up, arms and legs in a cast.

She knew she couldn't lose Dennis too. Not after Amie. It would tear her apart. She had a fuzzy memory of his

visits, his kind smiles and his loving words. He never gave up on her. She wasn't about to give up on him either.

Throughout the day, she stayed by his bedside, holding in to his bandaged hand and repeatedly apologizing to

him.

The next day, representatives from the mental health center arrived to get her.

"But | can't leave him," her lips trembled as she tried to plead with them.

"I'm sorry, but you have to leave," the man, one of the representatives from the mental health center, said.

Ana shook her head stubbornly as she pressed herself closer against the door to Dennis' ward, ready to run in

and lock them out if she had to. "Please, | don't need to go back. | mean it. I'm fine now." And she really was fine.

Atleast, she was trying.

“Ma'am. I'll ask for the last time," he said in a no nonsense voice. "You need to leave with us.we can't leave you

here, not now. You're still a danger to the people around you. "Ple-"

"There's no need to beg. I'm here to do my job and I'll do that, no matter what."

Just then, Aide walked down the hall. A frown etched on his brows when he saw the men before Ana. What made

him quicken his steps was how Ana looked close to tears. He widened his strides and covered the space between

them.

"What's happening here?" He asked, his gaze going from Ana to the imposing men.

"Aiden!" Ana rushed to Aiden's side, clutching to his arm. "They're from the asylum," she pointed at them.

"They're here to take me, please, don't let them. | can't leave Dennis. He needsby his side now." Aiden

briefly glanced down at her, at the fear and fierce determination in her eyes. Since the previous day, she acted

fine, silently crying and holding on to her husband's hand.

"I'll talk to them," he told her. Then he turned to the men. "Please, let her in. I'd like to have a word with you."

The men regarded Ana for a while before they nodded.

Immediately, Ana fled inside, leaving Aiden with the men.

Aiden spoke with the men, and after a while, he was able to convince them to let her stay. But he'd have to pay a

visit to the mental health center and drop a statement.

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As the day went by, Aiden cto a realization. A realization he had suspected but yet, he made himself believe

otherwise. Perhaps, it was what Sharon had also seen that scared her that she'd leave him. Somehow, he

thought he still had a chance with Ana. He had tolerated his marriage and tried to stay with Sharon, but deep

down, he yearned to be with Anastasia.

But as he watched her take care of Dennis like a mother hen, glaring at nurses at the slightest mistake. "The

water is too hot, ma'am," she'd gri out as she put her hand in the water to examine its temperature. Then she'll

shake her head. "It'll scald his skin, please, lower the temperature.”

In the way she cared for him, mostly putting herself second; the way she looked at him, Aiden could see how

much she loved Dennis.

It was a realization that caught him off balance. It was crushing. He had hoped when he shouldn't have.

But at least, he now knew to stop. He now knew that it was tto step back... for good this time.

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