Billionaire, Let's Divorce (Mark and Sydney) novel Chapter 267

Chapter 0267 

“Sorry, I did not get that,” I corrected myself with another stiff smile. 

“Friday night?” He quirked his brows. The emergency you had at the hospital. The girl… she looked quite unwell. How’s she now?” 

“Oh,” I drawled, caught off guard. I looked away from his face. “Umm yeah,” I cleared my throat. “She’s uhh yeah…” I looked up at him with raised brows, “Clara’s kid, right? She’s very fine. Her kid’s doing great. Thank you.” 

I finished blabbing and shut my mouth. I really wished the elevator would just throw me out. I could sense that he had more questions but the definite way with which I ended the conversation and trained my eyes ahead must have stopped him. And I was glad my tactic worked. The last thing I wanted was to have an inkling of whatever was running through his head and start to get unnecessarily worried. I had more than enough to worry about. 

As long as I made it very clear that Amie was not mine, that should make him swallow whatever question and get rid of suspicions. Because men were the same. The moment he gets a whiff of Amie’s relationship to me, he would not care that we had been apart for years, he would immediately start to dig and snoop around and before I know what was happening, we would be in court, fighting over the custody of my child. That was a phase I would never let my child go through, Never. 

Wait a minute… 

My brows furrowed into a frown. Reflexively, I looked up. The expression on Aiden’s face was similar to mine as he glanced around the elevator, 

Oh my God. How come I wad yet to reach my floor? It does not take more than a minute. In fact, it does not take up to a minute. 

I turned my gaze from him to the arrows on the control on the elevator’s wall and my heart stopped. The arrows were not moving and the lights on the button had went off. 

No. 

My panic propelled me forward and I found my fingers jabbing erratically at the buttons before I started to hit it with my palm. 

“What’s up with this thing?” I said in a shaky voice. 

Oh God. Please, don’t tell me this elevator is stuck which in turn means we are stuck. 

Why? Why today of all days? In all my years at Taste Tech innovations, the elevator had never been faulty. Why did it have to decide not to work especially when I was in here with him? 

No, we are not stuck. We just need to reset it with a light tap or something. 

My light controlled taps soon became uncontrollably as I started to hit it with my fist. And soon my hits in it become more frantic. 

Am I really stuck in here with him? No, I can’t be. I don’t with him. 

want to be stuck … 

“Relax,” came his calm cool drawl from behind me. I heard his soft footsteps then he was standing right behind me. I felt the heat in his body as it emanated from every pore on his skin and it warmed my skin. I 

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swallowed a light lump down my throat. 

The scent of his cologne engulfed me and I was thrown back in time to when we first met. My head was flooded with the sounds of his beautiful laughter, the artful curve of his lips when he smiled. And his cologne. The one I loved so much. The one I forced him to give me. The one he stuck to because I liked it. 

He still used it? Why? 

My breathing quickened and I began to slam my fist on the buttons again.. 

Work, please, work. Work so you can get me to my floor and I can get the hell out of here and away from this heady smell and away from the intruding memory. This is just great. 

“You’re making it worse,” he said calmly. His hand covered mine to move it away from the controls and my heart rate quickened. I released a sigh of relief when he let go, clutching that same hand with the