After Divorce Billionaire Ex Found Me Pregnant

Irene Rosewood, huh? Seating in front of her laptop, fingers just above her keyboard, Leonica gazed at the picture of her supposed half sister.

It had been more than two hours since she left her family house and in those two hours, she had done numerous research on Irene, learning all there was to know about the girl. Explains a couple of things, she thought, analyzing the all too obvious similarities in their faces.

It wasn't that Irene had done a face lift, she simply just took after their father, who Leonica also happened to take after.

However, that wasn't what bothered her, what did was the fact that Irene who had remained quiet for all these years, suddenly decided to show herself.

Was it simply a coincident? Leonica didn't think so.

Her reason? The articles. They all seemed too well crafted, but had one thing in common, neither of them revealed Irene's name, only pointing fingers at her father, calling him unjust.

It was almost as if someone was trying to move Benjamin's hand.

But to do what exactly? Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of her phone ringing. Leonica tore her gaze away from her laptop and when she glanced at her phone, seeing Owen was the caller, she felt a sense of relaxation even she didn't know she needed. "Hey," "Hey," Owen's voice filled her ears and her eyes immediately closed, relaxing to the sound like a lullaby.

"How are you doing?" He asked, worry evident in his tone. Of course he had seen the articles. "Better now that I'm talking to you," Leonica replied as she leaned back in her chair. "What's up?" "Nothing much, I just wanted to check up on you. The internet's going crazy." Of course he had seen the articles.

"Of course it is," She chuckles drily at her own words. "That's what they do best. Eat up every story they get like big bad wolves." "Yeah," Owen agreed, after all, he too had experienced his fair share of the internet. A few seconds gap passed before he asked. "You don't need to answer, but I just want to ask, is it true?" Leonica nodded, slowly. "Unfortunately, yes." Another wave of comfortable silence descended on them before Owen asked, again. "And how are you feeling about it?" Leonica opened her eyes at his question, narrowing her eyes in confusion. Almost as if she hasn't expected that question. No, she hasn't expected that question.

All day, she had been too worried about her mother and brothers reaction to even process how she felt.

"How are you feeling about it?" Owen repeated, sounding more concerned.

It was Leonica's turn to becsilent as she thought hard about how she felt. How did she feel about her father having a love child? How did she feel about having a half sister? How did she feel about the possibility that said half sister had started this rumor, just to destroy their family name? That said sister was someone who clearly didn't like her considering their previous encounters? How did she feel about it? "Honestly, I'm not sure," She said, her voice soft. "I mean, I don't hate the idea of having an additional sibling. But..." She bit her lower lip, remembering how insecure her mother had look and how guilty her father had looked. "If it means my family's going to suffer because of that, then I don't like the idea either." "It's okay, you're allowed to feel whatever you feel, Leonica. There's no wrong or right in your case, luce mia." "Yeah, you're right." She chuckled lightly. "You're always right." "Yeah, so you should listen towhen I tell you not to worry too much. Just like previous obstacles, you'll get over this one too, I'm sure." "Yeah," Leonica mused with a smile. Owen weirdly had a way of cheering her up.

"And hey, if things get too serious, we can always hop on my jet and take a long vacation in my mother's htown." Leonica chuckled. "Yeah?" "Yeah. But, speaking of travels," He didn't need to complete the rest of his words.

"Are you going somewhere?" She asked.

"The movie, one of the scenes takes place in front of the Cologne Cathedral and the director insists that we do the it in within the real area. But I'd only be gone for a few weeks. One week at tops," He stopped. "You know what, I should cancel. The director can find another male lead. I think you need me-" "Owen," Leonica interrupted him. "There's no need to cancel." "Are you sure?" "Yes. I can handle myself and everything here." She assured.

"I know, and that's what I fear. I don't want you taking on too much while I'm gone. I don't want the world to change my Leonica." Leonica smiled. "I can't change. So don't worry." "Yeah, I will and you, focus on your family, don't listen to what the intehas to say. That way, you'll cout of this faster." "Yeah," She agreed, knowing well enough that it would take stime, but with collective help and understanding, her family would get over it.

What was an additional figure in their family? It obviously couldn't be that bad.

Oh, it was that bad! Because the very next day she stepped foot inside her family villa to check on her mother, the first thing that greeted her ears was the sound of glass shattering followed by her mother's loud voice.

"I swear to God, if you bring the daughter of that fucking whore into my house I would fucking leave!" Cassandra threatened.

"Cassandra, please try and understand me." Benjamin pleaded.

"No, you try and understand me, please." As Leonica walked into the dining area, she found her mother's hands together "I can't bear the thought of seeing her face. Please Benjamin, have mercy." "Mom," Leonica called, getting the attention of both her parents.

Cassandra looked at her and upon seeing her daughter, she quickly tried to hide how distraught the whole situation was making her.

"Leo, what...what are you doing here? What about your company?" "I cto check up on you," Leonica glanced at the wrecked dining area. The table was littered with broken plates and wasted food. It didn't look like a fight had broken out, rather a tantrum. "I'm glad I did." Her mother caught her gaze and quickly tried to defend. "This...this is nothing. It's just a little misunderstanding." "Mother, please don't lie." Cassandra bit her lower lip.

"I know that this is a sensitive topic and I understand how you're feeling, but, can't we please have an open discussion? Father had no intentions to hurt us. He was just afraid and-" "Leonica," Benjamin cut her off. "That's enough, no need to try and defend me." "I'm not defending you, I'm stating the truth, don't just stand there and allow mother think your the perpetrator in this situation." She scolded before turning to face mother "Mom, dad didn't do right to have a child out of wedlock. He wasn't married, nor did he cheat. So, anything wrong. He had the Pene let's be more rational and have an open discussion." Cassandra looked at her, then at her husband before shaking her head. "You don't understand-" "Then make us." Leonica interrupted.

Cassandra was silent, then sighed.

"It's not as simple as it seems." "Why not?" "Because I'm scared." She admitted, her voice becoming smaller. "What if that child ruins our family?" Leonica frowned. "Mother, that's not going to happen. We as a family, we're going to make it out of this." "But-" "No, no buts. We're going to get through this together. Okay?" Her voice becsofter at the end and Cassandra couldn't help but feel reassured.

"Now," She glanced back at her father. "How about we think of a way to solve this together?" As she said this, an idea suddenly cto mind.

"Oh?" "What is it, Leonica?" Her mother questioned in regards to the look on her face.

"I think I've found a way to save our family's reputation while solving this mess." She glanced at both her parents who still looked confused.

Ah, she'd have to explain later, but for now, she felt like it was best to get the ball rolling.

"A way?" Benjamin questioned and she nodded.

"Yes, but you have to trust me. Both of you." "Are you ready?" Irene didn't answer. She was too busy staring at the house in front of her.

She had always known what the Romero mansion looked like. It was a common thing, after all, most houses that were built within the capital were always grand and luxurious. The house had three levels and was designed with the latest architecture. It had a pool and a garden, the walls painted white.

In a word, the house was simply amazing.

"Miss Rosewood, shall we go in?" The voice of the driver who had been sent to suddenly pick her up, interrupted her thoughts and Irene turned to him, offering a nod. "Yes, please lead the way." The driver bowed and pulled out the small bag she had carried, pulling it towards the entrance of the Vila.

He pressed a button and within seconds, the gate had been pulled open, granting them access to the main building.

The moment they stepped through the gate, they were greeted by a couple of maids and butlers.

They bowed before her and Irene couldn't help but wonder what made them so polite, or was it out of fear?

Whatever the case, it didn't matter, because seeing them all bow their heads to her made ber feeka Sense I made bec of superiority. Like she was born for people to bow down to her. "Hello second madam. I hope the ride was pleasant." "Yes, thank you." She replied.

"Followthen, sir has been expecting you." "I bet." She muttered as she was lead inside.

Once inside, Irene found her self staring in awe. The place was huge and beautiful. The interior was done with a lot of care and detail.

She passed by a family picture in which Leonica was smiling happily and she couldn't help but frown.

That spot was supposed to belong to her. This happy family was meant to belong to her.

"Please have a seat," She was snapped out of her thoughts by the maid's voice and she found herself seated in the living room, alone.

A few minutes later, she heard footsteps from behind and got up to face the person, but the person she saw wasn't who she was expecting and especially with that expression on her face.

"Welcsister," Leonica said with a smile as she walked towards Irene. "We've all been expecting you. I hope the ride was luxury enough to your liking."