After Divorce Billionaire Ex Found Me Pregnant (Leonica and Gabriel) novel Chapter 6

Lloyd woke up the next morning to find the bed beside him cold and empty. His brows furrowed and as he sat up, rubbing the sleep from his eyes, his mind recalled the events from last night yet Anastasia was nowhere to been seen.

Did she leave? He wondered.

He looked around, and his eyes landed on a piece of paper on his bedside table.

Lloyd frowned and picked the note up, his eyes skimming through the words written on it.

Last night was great, but I could have gotten better. I left some cash to thank you for your service. Hope we don’t ever cross paths again, Lloyd Riley.

After reading the message, Lloyd’s eyes quickly found a thousand dollar bill placed on top of his wallet and he chuckled.

“Is this a fucking joke?”

Did Anastasia take him as a sex worker? Or did she think he was a prostitute?

And she even had the balls to tell him that she hoped they were crossed paths again.

He shook his head, still finding it funny that she’d leave a message like this.

“Oh, Anastasia, you’re so cute.” He mumbled and stood up, getting dressed before finding his phone. He scrolled through his contact for a few seconds before he found a number and called it.

While he waited for the person he was calling to answer, Lloyd mumbled.

“If you think you can run away after capturing my interest, then you’ve got another thing coming.”

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"And that's that chapter closed!" Anastasia said as she clicked the block icon on Lloyd's number and later deleted it.

She placed her phone on the kitchen counter and began preparing breakfast for herself, humming a tune she had been hearing lately.

But her bliss was soon interrupted by a loud knock at her door.

She stopped singing and turned to the door, wondering who it could be.

Was it her neighbor?

No.

Was it the postman?

Unlikely.

Was it the cops?

Nah, they don't knock.

Anastasia approached the door and pulled it open, and as soon as her eyes landed on the person standing there, her expression turned sour.

"You've got to be kidding me."

"Surprised?" Mason, her half brother, said as he practically pushed his way into her house.

"Surprised my ass! What the fuck are you doing here?"

In response to her question, Mason held up an abnormally large lunchbox. "Ma sent me over to deliver this."

Anastasia's expression soured even more at the mention of her mother. The woman who had abandoned her child who was in high school to marry into a rich family, the woman who had neglected her duties as a mother, choosing instead, to be a trophy wife, only ever contacting her after her identity had been exposed to her new husband by some of his business rivals, the woman who had told her that she wasn't the child she wanted.

That was her mother.

Yet, despite all she had done, Anastasia couldn't bring herself to hate the woman. Dislike, sure she did, but hate, she could never.