After Divorce Billionaire Ex Found Me Pregnant (Leonica and Gabriel) novel Chapter 233

Leonica woke up first the next morning, feeling refreshed despite the small ache in her lower back. She rolled over to find Owen still fast asleep, snoring softly and she couldn’t help but smile.

He looked so peaceful and cute, she thought, wondering if she should find her phone and take a picture of his sleeping face.

However, after staring at him for a few more minutes, occasionally playing with the strands of his hair that had fallen out of place, she decided against the idea.

There was no need to take a picture of him when she had him to herself for the rest of her life.

Deciding to let him sleep in, she slowly and carefully slipped out of the bed and tiptoed her way to the bathroom, hoping not to wake him.

After taking a quick shower and throwing on one of his shirts that she dimmed befitting, she walked downstairs to the kitchen and prepared a cup of coffee for herself.

Patiently, she waited for her beverage to be ready, tapping her fingers against the kitchen island all the while humming the tune of her favorite song, ‘The adults are talking by the strokes.’

It was still early In the morning, around 8:30am and so, when she heard a phone, her phone in particular ringing from somewhere in the leaving room, she was surprised.

Grabbing her coffee just as the machine finished preparing it, she made her way to the living room, searching for her phone.

It took a few seconds, but eventually, she found it, sitting on the coffee table and frowned upon seeing who was calling her.

Candace Lane, Chief’s Robert’s partner?

Leonica’s frown only deepened as she picked up the call.

“Hello,” She said and the woman, on the other end of the line, greeted her.

“Ms. Romero, sorry for disturbing you this early in the morning.”

“That’s okay, what’s the matter? Has something happened?”

“No, I apologize if this call made you think so.”

Leonica sighed out in relief. “Then?”

“The station needs your statement. Would you be able to come down today?”

“Today?” She looked up at the clock and sighed. It was too early for this, especially when she was feeling so relaxed.

“Is it important?”

“Yes, if you want to be able to testify and see to it that Irene Rosewood’s case is handled faster.”

She sighed. “Right, I’ll head over in a few hours.”

“Good. I’ll be expecting you then, Ms. Romero.”

The call ended after that and as if he had been waiting for the perfect moment, Leonica felt Owen wrap his hand around her wait and place his head in the crock of her next.

“Who was that?” He asked, the sound of his morning voice sending pleasant shivers down her spine.

“Candace Lane,” She responded, closing her eyes and humming in delight when he pecked her neck. “She wants me to head over to the station and give my statement.”

Owen pulled away and turned her around in his arms. “Right now?”

She shook her head. “No, in a few hours.”

“Alright.” He nodded and pressed a kiss to her cheek before heading to the kitchen to fetch himself a mug of coffee. Leonica trailers behind him. “Want me to drive you?” He asked.

“You free today?” She answered his question with a question, leaning her elbow against the kitchen island as she watched him make his way around the kitchen, gathering the needful for his morning coffee as well as ingredients to prepare breakfast.

“Yeah, I’m free. And if something always come up, you my boss, could order me to take the day off.” He joked and she laughed.

“Well, if you insist, sure, I wouldn’t mind the company.”

Owen gave her a wide grin and nodded, pecking her forehead before turning back to the pan he had begun cooking some eggs on.

Leonica watched him, the corners of her lips curling upwards into a soft smile.

“Do you need any help?” She offered.

“Nope, I’m fine.”

“You sure?”

“I’m positive, luce mia.”

Leonica nodded her head and took a seat on one of the stools, silently watching him.

As she did so, she couldn’t help but think that Owen would make a great husband…and father.

It was a sudden thought, one she had entertained but hadn’t given much thought before, but it wasn’t one she could brush off, not with the image of a toddler running around in her head, the kid having a mop of blonde hair and beautiful blue eyes as he played with Ashley.

She cocked her head. “Mine?”

“Yes luce mia?”

“How many kids do you wanna have?”

He stopped what he was doing, his hands hovering over the pan.

“What?”

“I mean, like in the future, how many kids would you like to have?”

Owen turned around to look at her, an amused brow raised. “Why are you suddenly asking about our future children, Mrs. Lee?”

“I’m just curious, Mr. Lee. No harm in that.” She shrugged.

Owen chuckled and turned back to the eggs he had been cooking.

“Well, I’m fine with however many kids you wanna have. But if we’re talking about an ideal number, three sounds good. That way we wouldn’t have to share our love equally, but would still have a large family.”

“I like that number, but if I had to pick, I’d go for two. Ashley would have his hand full with three other siblings.”

Smiling, Owen finished frying the eggs and placed them on the plates along with the toast he had prepared and some fruit.

“Let’s start with two and see where that goes.” He suggested, handing her a plate before walking over to the kitchen island and placing his down.