After Divorce Billionaire Ex Found Me Pregnant

Leonica looked at him, noticing the way his eyes seemed to linger a second too long on her attire. "I said in front, not inside." She said, pointing towards the front entrance. Gabriel was snapped out of his trance like state my the sound of her voice.

"Right." He nodded, clearing his throat and walking past her and out of the shop.

Leonica sighed, but instead of following Gabriel, she walked into the flowery, picked the first bouquet of flowers the caught her eyes and placed the money on the counter.

"I'd learn smanners if I were you, kid." She said, not caring to see the boy's reaction, but the sound of his voice as he stuttered out a 'Thank you, have a nice day, Ma'am', was good enough for her. Outside, Gabriel leaned against his car, his eyes fixed on the flowery, waiting for Leonica to walk out, which she did a few minutes later, holding a bunch of colorful flowers.

"You bought those? What for?" He asked as she walked past him and his car.

She neared the river's sandy shores, stopped for a brief moment to kick off the heels she was wearing and after carrying them in her hands, continued down the sand. "A memorial," She simply answered.

Gabriel's brows furrowed. A memorial? Who? Why? And where? His eyes darted around, searching for anything that resembled a tombstone or a memorial.

But he saw nothing, only a vast sea of water, flowing peacefully with the wind blowing softly.

He watched as Leonica walked up to a tree. It was a tree that was different from the others, its bark a shade of light brown while the rest was a dark, almost black shade. From where he stood, Gabriel could see a ncraved into the tree.

Pablo.

Who's Pablo? He thought as he watched as Leonica knelt down and placed the flowers near the base of the tree, her eyes closing for a few seconds as she said a brief prayer and then turned back to face him. Gabriel's eyes scanned her face. She looked different, like a child who had lost something, something dear to her.

She took a deep breath and relaxed her shoulder. For the first time, Gabriel saw what Leonica actually looked like without the look of hostility or alertness on her face.

"Gabriel, meet Pablo, our bestest best friend." The Truth.

"Pablo? Our bestest Friend?" The nglided of Gabriel's tongue, sounding familiar to his mind that didn't seem to recall memories from years he had spent with Leonica. Said girl nodded her head and gently sank to her kneels, arranging the flowers properly in front of the huge tree.

"Who's that?" He asked.

"Our dog." CLeonica's answer as she casted an expectant glance on Gabriel's direction waiting for anything to show that he recalled the said dog she had just mention. When his expression went unchanged, the pressed her lips into a thin line and side, nodding along. "Yeah, didn't expect much." She muttered as she rose to her feet, dusting her dress.

"We had a dog?" Gabriel asked, choosing to ignore the fact that she had called a Dog their best friend and honestly speaking, he was more of a cat person. "When?" He quizzed again after several minutes of silence had been spared to pay tribute to the long lost four legged creature and they soon began walking back in the direction of the flowery.

"Pomeranian, he was ten years." Leonica answered. She dropped her heels down on the floor and slipped her legs back in when she had navigated her way off the sandy tracks of the Riverside. "Grandma found him in front of the main mansion a day before our engagement. The little buddy had been abandoned in a carton, left out in the cold." She explained. "Grandma couldn't bear to leave him alone, she brought him in, took care of him, but as her health began to deteriorate, she gave him to us. A year after, he passed away due to old age, that must have been why his owners abandoned him." Gabriel nodded his head at her explanation, now recalling that he had seen a white Pomeranian dog squeezed between he and Leonica in one of the photos they had taken. In fact, now that he thought about it, that photo had been taken in this very sbeach. Taking a look behind, he surveyed the surroundings, comparing it to that of the one in the photo. They had been standing in front of the stree, Pablo by their leg as Leonica smiled happily towards the camera.

It was obvious from that photo, that she was smitten with him. But he on the other hand, he couldn't say the same. His eyes had looked far too dull to belong to someone who had been in love just like Leonica.

"I guess he played a big part in our relationship." Gabriel said, choosing to ignore the thoughts roaming in his head.

"Something of sort." Leonica answered as she thought back to the Pomeranian. To say he had played a big role in their relationship was too much, at the stime, saying he hasn't was far to little credit being given to the little guy.

Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of her phone ringing. She glazed at the device clutched within her hands, cocking her head to the side in confusion when she saw it was Arvan calling.

"I need to take this for a moment." She told Gabriel, barely glancing back for his reaction before she sauntered off, pressing the phone to her ear in the process. "Hey, Arvan What's up?" She greeted. Seconds later, Arvan's familiar voice sounded from the other end. "Leonica, how are you?" "Peachy," She answered, not missing the way his voice carried a tinge of concern. "Is everything alright?" It was now her turn to question.

"I was at the Prescient this morning and caught wind of what happened to your house. Are you really okay?" Ah, Leonica nodded her head, now understanding where the concern in his voice was coming from.

"I'm fine. It was just a small case of vandalism. Perhaps someone holding a grudge." She said e da cbyckie: armasand and m forced a chuckle grimacing when it didn't cout as carefree and unaffected as she wanted. "Well, whoever did that, they won't get the chance to roam Scott free any longer."

It took Leonica a few seconds to register the meaning of his words. She blinked a couple of times before widening her eyes. "The police caught them?" She asked, sudden presence of relief in her voice startling her. "Yeah, the cops brought her in this morning." Arvan informed. Her, Leonica pondered on the pronounce, half glad that she had guessed right and half alert that a repeat of Angelina's situation may happen again.