Billionaire, Let's Divorce!

Just as I settled in the seat to take my meal, I heard the doorbell ring.

My gaze traveled to the monitor and my face lit up with a smile as I saw Dennis at the door.

"Dennis!" I called as I opened the door. "Come in."

There wasn't the shy smile I had grown accustomed to as he brushed past me. Even though I could feel the tension in the air, I kept talking. He probably was worried about Ana being with Aiden again and needed some cheering up.

"You came in just at the right time. I just made dinner, join me," I said as I closed the door and walked up to him.

But his face was still set in that hard expression. I opened my mouth to ask what was wrong when he threw his phone on the sofa.

I raised my brows at him. Okay? He turned away and I diverted my gaze to the phone on the sofa.

There was a video playing on it. I walked up to it and picked up the phone.

My heart skipped several beats and a chill ran down my spine at the content of the video.All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.

How? I thought with a trembling breath. No one was supposed to ever find out. It was perfectly planned, no traces left behind. How did he get this video? My eyes roamed the screen as I tried to figure out what type of video it was.

It was footage. Shit.

I looked up at Dennis whose gaze was already on me. I looked down at the phone in my hand. I wanted to duck and hide away from his accusing stare but there was no use. He already found out. Memories of how it all went down, how I tried to keep it all to myself and almost burst rushed in. And I realized that no matter how I explained, he'd never understand. Not him. Not anyone.

When I looked up and still found his judgy eyes on me, I rolled my eyes and tossed his phone back on the sofa.

"So what are you going to do now? Tell her?"

Even though I sounded like I didn't care. I cared! Anastasia must never find out I was behind it.

The only response I got from him was a hike in his brows.

"Answer me, Dennis." Clenching my trembling hands, I strode to the table where I set my food. I took my seat, set my fists under my chin and held his gaze as he turned toward my direction. "Do you plan to tell her, Dennis?"

I waited for his response, my mind going crazy with several scenarios of the ever loyal and loving and caring Dennis running to Ana and spilling everything to her, but he remained silent, his gaze hard on me.

"Well," I shrugged. "You can not in any case reveal the truth."

He scoffed, "And why is that?"

I rolled my eyes again. He could judge me all he wanted. If he was in my shoes, he would have done worse. No one needs to act like they were some saint or something. I sighed as I answered him.

"You revealing the truth to her will not only make Anastasia run back into Aiden's arms but she will also draw farther from you than she already is."

I shuddered as soon as I'd said this because I didn't even want to imagine the both of them back together.

Dennis swallowed. "This is not right, Clara. Ana didn't deserve what you did to her."

I narrowed my eyes on him. "Don't even start, Dennis. Don't you go judging me when you know nothing."

"What is there to know?" He threw his hands in the air. "You betrayed your friend. You ruined her source of happiness and made her a single mother!"

"Oh. If you feel that bad, why don't

you go running to her now? Yap to her all you want so she can in turn

run back to Aiden." I was shaking I with anger. "Then what?" I threw my hands up. "You'd be back to your

pathetic life as a gangster?

He narrowed my eyes at me. And suddenly I realized that this was the first time Dennis and I were having an argument.

"Come on, there's the door," I gestured toward the door. "Go on. Go to your crush. Tell her that the man she loved never cheated on her."

He swallowed and looked away. His jaw hard. He ran his fingers through his hair and gripped it.

"I don't like this," his voice was barely a whisper.

I shrugged, “I don't either." I don't like that you dug up a long buried secret, I wanted to add but I held myself back and said instead, "But it has to remain this way."