My CEO HUSBAND sign the divorce novel Chapter 149

Chapter 149: "there’s another aunt"

After dinner, Alexander received another call and stepped outside to answer it.

Bella immediately clung to my hand.

"Aunt Alicia has to bathe me and braid my hair tonight!"

Aunt Angela’s expression darkened at once.

"Bella, let your nanny bathe you and get you ready for bed."

"But I want Aunt Alicia tonight," Bella protested, refusing to let go of my hand.

I glanced at Angela cautiously.

"It’s alright, Auntie. Just for tonight."

She looked at me coldly for a moment before waving a dismissive hand.

"Do whatever you want."

"Yayyy! Let’s go, Aunt Alicia!"

Bella pulled me upstairs to her room.

Her bedroom was decorated entirely in pink, filled with dolls, ribbons, and soft lights like something from a fairy tale.

She led me straight into the bathroom.

I helped her out of her dress and filled the tub with warm water and bubbles.

The whole time, Bella chatted nonstop about school, her friends, and how a girl in class cried because someone stole her crayons.

When I helped her into her pink Barbie pajamas afterward, she suddenly stared at me very seriously.

"Why are you so pretty?"

I laughed softly.

"You’re very pretty too, Bella."

She shook her head with complete confidence.

"I am. But you’re prettier. I’ve never seen anyone as pretty as you."

"Is that so?" I smiled. "Then thank you very much. And I’ve never met anyone as adorable as you."

She smiled shyly.

Later, while I braided her hair, we were already halfway done when she suddenly turned around and leaned closer.

Then she whispered in a conspiratorial voice—

"I think my grandma doesn’t want you to be my aunt."

I paused for a moment, surprised by how observant a six-year-old could be.

"Why would you say that?"

Bella pursed her lips.

"Whenever Uncle Alexander came before, I always heard him talking with Grandma. It sounded like he used to be meeting another aunt."

She glanced around dramatically, as though sharing top-secret information.

"I wanted to go with him, but he never let me."

Then she leaned even closer.

"My grandma really likes that aunt."

I couldn’t help but chuckle at her troubled little face.

"Thank you for telling me, Bella. You’re very smart. But this is an adult matter, and we’ll handle it ourselves, alright? You don’t need to worry about that."

She nodded obediently and sat back properly.

I smiled and gently patted her head before continuing the braid.

The "other aunt" she mentioned was most likely Lilian.

I remembered Lilian once mentioning it herself—during Alexander’s business trips, he would go to her every year.

But hearing it now from Bella stirred very little emotion in me.

Or at least... that was what I told myself...

‎After finishing Bella’s braids, I tucked her into bed.

‎She asked me to stay with her, so I decided to wait until she fell asleep.

‎I sat quietly beside her, watching her soft breathing and peaceful little face.

‎I had only met Bella today, yet she had already grown so attached to me.

‎My hand drifted unconsciously to my abdomen.

‎What would my own baby look like?

‎Would it be a girl... or a boy?

‎And if one day our child looked up at Alexander with the same bright eyes Bella did...

‎Would he hold them just as naturally?

‎I smiled faintly.

‎My future with Alexander had not even been decided yet, and here I was thinking about such things.

‎If anything, I never wanted to become the woman he chose out of responsibility... or guilt.

‎And right now, that was exactly what I feared was happening.

‎The soft creak of the door pulled me back.

‎Alexander stood there.

‎"Is she asleep already?" he asked quietly.

‎"Mm."

‎I rose, kissed Bella’s forehead, adjusted her blanket, and walked toward the door.

‎Alexander stepped aside for me, then closed it gently behind us.

‎"She doesn’t get to meet many people often," he said as we walked. "So she gets excited."

‎"I understand." I said simply

‎My mind drifted back to her asking who I was , and a bitter smile touched my lips

‎Alexander had visited here often.

‎Yet I had never existed in the stories he brought with him."You were very natural with her earlier."his voice broke my trance

‎"Was I?"

‎"Mm."

‎"Well..." I lifted a brow. "Maybe I’m just very good with children."

‎A faint smile touched his lips.

‎We stopped outside a room I assumed we would be using for the night.

‎He opened the door and led me inside.

‎Like the rest of the house, it was elegant in a quiet, understated way.

‎"Want to freshen up first?" he asked.

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