After Divorce Billionaire Ex Found Me Pregnant

dragging it back to the article of she and Owen that had been released.

"Because if you don't, she'll keep getting in trouble, dragged into scandalous trends because you're included in them. This one for example." He said, bringing out his phone and showing the post of Leonica's conversation with Irene, and how people constantly kept "She'll keep getting in trouble, and the media won't leave her alone. Not until you two stop meeting up. So, please, just stay away from her, for her sake." Owen stared at him, wondering why the fuck he was talking about her like she was his, or his girlfriend, when she was his ex. "I'm not going to stay away fr from her." Owen spoke, his eyes narrowed. "Not for you, not for the press and not for the people " Gabriel bit the inside of his jaw and sighed. He had expected this much.

""You're going to ruin her life. He uttered.

"I'm not you," Owen's cback stunned him speechless. "And that's not for you to decide. Leonica's a grown woman, I'm sure if she knows I'm bad news, she's know what to do." And with that, he turned around and walked back to Alistair, not for once bothering to look back.

With her conference drawn to a close, Leonica's next task was to finally have the spray paint on her gate taken care of.

As she relayed the message to Grace, the sound of commotion from down the Hall caught her attention.

"oh would you just stop it already!" Arvan exclaimed and as Leonica drew closer, she realized he was speaking with another person, a female.

"Arvan, I'm your wife." The woman argued and it took Leonica a few seconds to realize the voice belonged to none other than Irene Rosewood.

"Ex wife," Arvan corrected her, sighing as he did, "Irene, we've been through this so many times. You left me, remember? Because of your cheating ways. Don't pretend like you weren't the one who left. And even after everything, I was willing to take you back. But what did you do?" He paused and looked her In the eye. "You tried swindlingof my fortune. And now you have the audacity to show up here, demanding that we get back together." "You can't be serious!" Irene laughed out loud. "Do you really expectto believe that's your reason for not wanting to takeback? You're not a lid, Arvan. You should know how to handle your emotions at this stage." "My emotions?" Arvan shook his head. "There's nothing you can say that can makefeel the slightest amount of affection for you. Irene's lips formed into a thin line. "And why is that? You don't loveanymore, or have you found someone else?" "None of your concern." He responded, taking his attention away from her and placing it on the one walking towards them.

"Is it because of her?" Irene sneered. "She's a no good hwrecker. Why would you want someone like her?" Arvan was quick to snap. "Shut your mouth, Irene. Don't ever speak of her that way." He stepped forward and lowered his voice. "I'm going to give you one last chance, take your shit and get out of our lives. Or else." The rest of his words trailed off but Irene knew the meaning.

It was a threat and Arvan wasn't one to take lightly when he threatened someone.

With the taste of defeat bitter in her mouth, Irene glared at both Arvan and Leonica before storming off. "Are you okay?" Leonica asked.

Yeah, sorry about that. I thought the security would have handled her before she made it inside." Leonica shook her head. "It's alright, there no need to apologize." Nodding his head, he quickly changed the topic. "The conference went well." He pointed out and Leonica nodded.

"It went perfect. Thanks to you, my close friend." She said and extended her hand Arvan looked down at it, chuckling at the words before talding her hand. "Glad I was of help. By the way, I'll have to leave now, something urgent cup. Take care, Leo. We'll speak later." "Bye." She said, waving him off and fetching her phone out of her pocket atter feeling it vibrate.

She smiled slightly when seeing the caller. "Hey Owen." "He saw your press conference. You did awesome." He praised.

Leonica found herself blushing slightly. "Thanks." "Well, I also have good news. I terminate my contract With S.G entertainment. I'm officially free to becyour Idol, and date you." She chuckled at his words, biting the inside of her jaw as she fought the blush that threatened to spread.

"Idol? Are you sure you're not just becoming a normal guy?" "Nope. I'm st ""That's not a lot your idol. Your number one idol" "Ouch" Owen muttered, laughing after. "So, now that all that is out of the way, how about a date. You and me?" A date? She thought, a smile unconsciously making it's way to her lips.

"What do you say? Owen repeated, wondering why the line was silent.

"Hmm, fine." She finally answered "When?" "Tomorrow, Six Pin, I'll pick you up." "Fine" Enter Taste Of Defeat "Okay." Owen responded, not wanting to cut the call, but doing so anyway. "I'll see you later, "Bye, Owen." She responded, cutting the call and sighing to herself.

For a moment, she was able to forget her problems and focus on the things she wanted to. And that thing was true happiness. Ironic how she only felt that when she was around Owen. Special Halloween Treat: More Coins, More Thrills! Date At A Ballet Theatre.

When 6pm the next day came, Leonica was dressed and ready, all dolled up with the help of Anastasia and Ashley. So she didn't mind when Owen showed up live minutes earlier.

As she stepped out of her house, dressed in a sun yellow off shoulder gown, her hair cascading down her back and shoulders in beautiful waves, and a simple silver watch and necklace of matching color with her gown, Owen was struck speechless by her beauty, "Is that a new look or are you just trying to impress me?" Owen asked, a smirk on his lips as he approached her.

Leonica chuckled, rolling her eyes. "Don't get too cocky Owen, I promised you a chance to swoon me, not a free gate pass to keep heart." Placing his hand out for her to take, he said In a smooth tone. "Who said I wanted a free pass? I'll earn it, no matter how long it takes.

"Yeah?" She shot him a questioning look as she slipped her hand into his, white lace gloves reducing the skin contact, but the warmth was still there. "Well good luck with that." "I won't need it." Owen responded and lead her to his car, opening the passenger side for her.

Leonica thanked him and got inside, watching as he ran to the driver's side and climbed in, starting the car and driving off.

"So where are we going?" Leonica questioned, turning too look at him.

The responded, his gaze on the road.

"You'll see when we get there." Was all he responded, his gaze on the road.

Chuckling silently, Leonica turned her attention back to the front, humming silently as the car drove on.

"We're here." Owen's voice cut into her thoughts, drawing her attention.

Looking out the window, she found the familiar sight of a newly opened ballet Theatre.

"A theatre?" She mused, stepping out as Owen held the door open for her and offered his hand. Leonica gladly took it, a soft smile on her face Owen returned the smile and led her inside the Theatre, a few people giving her a second look, recognizing her and Owen from their pictures in the tabloids.

Ignoring the stares and whispers, Leonica took the opportunity to examine the interior of the ballet Theatre.

Olden structure littered every curve and corner, along with the grand stairs in the center that had huge Roman statures on each side, it gave the theatre a Go's Romanian kind of look. Candle like light sticks brightened up their path as they walked up to the reception, Owen handing in two tickets and being handed a key and a map. After asking for directions, they made their way to the room where they were to watch the ballet, finding it empty and only having one row of chairs, A private viewing Leonica glanced at Owen.

This had to cost a fortune.

"What? Is it too little?" He questioned when having noticed her stare.

Leonica immediately shook her head, her hand tightening around his. "No, not at all." Gently, her grip released and she smiled. "This is perfect, thank you." He smiled at her and they sat down, the lights dimming and the ballet beginning.

As the curtains opened, Leonica's attention was instantly stolen by the dancer and her partner on stage.

She was beautiful and talented.

"They're amazing "She murmured, eyes The Country' song not once leaving once leaving the stage as she watched them dance to a rhythm akin to "Chemtrails Over "I know. Owen replied and turned his gaze gaze to her. "And I'm glad you're enjoying it." Leonica gave him a smile and a nod, her attention shifting back to the dancers as the began to look even more talented with their skills.

e music approached it's climax and the dancers Owen continued to look at her, smiling softly as he did, watching the way the light and shadows played across her face, illuminating her eyes and her smile, the sparkle and joy in her eyes as she watched the dancers, and the way the corners of her eyes crinkled whenever a particular action on stage brought a laugh to her.

She was gorgeous, and he wouldn't trade her for anyone else in the world.

When the ballet cto a close, the curtain dropping and the lights turning on, Leonica stood up and clapped, cheering for the dancers and their performance, "Thank you!" She spoke into the microphone, smiling when hearing the applause that followed.

As the staff cto clean up, the two of them left the Theatre, deciding to end their night by grabbing dinner. Thankfully, the theatre had a diner just below.

As they sat down, a waitress rushed towards them, giving a dignified bow before passing the menu leaflet to each of them and asking after a while.

"What would you like to have?" While Owen settled for a simple steak dish and red wine, Leonica combed through the menu, eyes fleeting between the shrimp dish and a simple plate of salad that she knew after all the junk she had eaten back in the theatre, she'd most definitely need.

But again her better judgment, she opted for the shrimp dish, flashing the starring waitress a polite smile as she placed her order. "There stares are so obvious." She muttered, shifting in her seat as she tried to ignore their probing eyes.

Owen reached across the table, placing his hand over here and giving it a gentle squeeze. "Are you uncomfortable? Should we leave?" "No, Not" She quickly objected, feeling ΕΠ the urge to turn her hand palm up and when she did, the faint feeling of Owen's hand entwining with hers felt nice. "We shouldn't cut our date short just because of what others think. Plus, I can tell you've worked hard for this date, I don't want it ruined." ore with excitement that comfort.

A wide grin bloomed on Owen's face and her squeezed her hand tighter, this tmore I you say so." Just as those words left his mouth, the waitress cback, placing each of their desired meals on the table.

Leonica took the first spoon of the shrimp palate, humming in great delight when the meal hit desired spot. Yeah, she definitely wasn't gonna regret ditching thes of salad.

"So, where should we go on our second date after this?" Owen asked, focusing on the steak as he sliced through it. Leonica laughed, the sound nearly being lost in the low him of another ballet show that had started shortly after they left.

"Second date? What makes you so sure you're going to be getting a second date?" "Cause the first one seems to be a success." He boasted. "Am I wrong?" He asked when Leonica chuckled.

She looked up at him, silent for a few seconds before spealing "No, no you're not.

He offered her a tooth smile and returned to his meal.

How pleasant, Leonica thought as she too returned to her meal. As they both ate, sharing small conversations here and there, Leonica wondered when was the last tshe had felt so happy, so at p t peace.

The last time, was probably when she feeling ofn saved a dog on a beach and fell in love with Gabriel. That feeling of peace and happiness as she discussed with him and felt her heart sing a sweet melody, was currently the sfeeling she was having discus Only this time, it was mixed with a little seed of worry. This feeling of peace she was experiencing, how long would it last.

The theatre, meal and a stop at a cotton candy shop for desert was all that it took to seal the deal on there date. By the time, Owen had pulled up in the driveway of her house, Leonica felt extremely content with the way their date had gone. "Well, thank you" She began, unbuckling her seatbelt and turning to face him. "For a great evening, the ballet, the food, the cotton candy. Thank you" Owen shrugged, the grin on his face widening. "I told you, it's all to make you swoon." Leonica stared at him, biting her bottom lips to stop herself from smiling. The action quickly caught Owen's attention "What are you thinking?" He asked, eyes es not for once leaving her lip.

"Just about how much of a great tI had today. Thank you, really."