After Divorce, Billionaire Ex Found Me Pregnant-Chapter 40 Poisonous As Cyanide.

Subtle music in the background mixed with the flashing sounds of paparazzi cameras, Gabriel walked down the entrance carpet, Angelina beside him.

However, instead of his date, his eyes roamed the faces of people, looking for a certain someone.

It didn’t take long before he the object of his search.

Leonica, was the object of his search.

And the more he watched her, the harder it became for him to fight away the fact of how stunning she looked in her dress tonight.

It was different from how he had seen her the previous time. This time, she had a smile on her lips, looking care free and happy. That look however, faded as soon as her eyes landed on him.

He couldn’t blame her, as his own lips had tightened and his jaws clenched, the feeling of hatred between them was mutual.

“Gabriel?” Angelina’s voice pulled him away from the scene in front.

“Is everything alright?” She asked, a slight worried tone in her voice.

Gabriel nodded, however he couldn’t stop his gaze from traveling back to the approaching couple. This did not go unnoticed by Angelina.

Sighting his gaze, her free hand tightened at the sight of Leonica.

Of course it was the white-ette bitch that was causing the sudden change in his attitude.

Boiling with sudden anger, Angelina wondering how she had managed to get into Stellar’s party, after all, it was an invite only party.

So just how had she gotten in?

Angelina had racked half of her brain for the answer when her eye landed on the man beside Leonica.

No less than a heart beat later, she recognized him. Arvan Richardson, the stunning face of Norway’s political department and the Senator of Norway.

But none of that information bother her as much as the question roaming her mind.

How had Leonica made such an acquaintance and even managed to tag along as his partner.

‘Wasn’t it obviously?’ The voice at the back of her mind pointed out.

Understanding the vague words of her mind without much struggle, Angelina’s mouth formed an ‘O’ shape, soon the shape of her lips turned into a sly smile and before either Gabriel could react, Angelina had already meander forward, blocking Leonica’s path with a feigned smile of kindness on her lips.

“Ah, what a pleasant surprise seeing you here, Leonica.” Angelina’s words were as fake as her smile.

“Angelina.” Leonica’s brows raised, the corners of her lips tightening. Out of all the people she had to run into, Gabriel and Angelina had to be on the top of her list.

“I didn’t think I’d be running into you at Stel’s party. It’s an invite only party, you are aware, right? So how did you get in?” Angelina questioned, tone filled with mockery, however, despite the obvious taunt, Leonica chose not to take the bait.

Instead she flashed her a cold look, and then a smile, one as fake as Angelina’s was.

“That’s none of your business.” She answered, her tone sweet as honey, yet poisonous as cyanide.

Angelina took the hint, but refused to back down.

“Did you perhaps...bride Mr. Richardson here with, Something, so as for him to allow you tag along?” Angelina said, the undertone of her voice being suggestive as well as holding hints of mockery.

Leonica, however, had no intention of getting involved in a petty cat fight with her, but she saw no harm in putting a sly bitch like her in a place befitting her status.

However, before she could speak, Arvan had beat her to it.

“As a matter of fact Ms., it was I who asked Ms. Romero to accompany me to this party and I am more than honored to have her as my partner.”

His words were not what Leonica had expected him to say, and she could tell from the way Angelina’s expression turned surprised, that she had not expected those words either.

Much like Angelina, the crowd soon became rowdy at Arvan’s actions, whispers traveling around.

“Mr. Richardson stood up for her, do you think something’s going on between them?” One of the paparazzi whisper to his fellow workmen.

“So what if there is?” Came his response. “Look at them standing together,” he pointed his hand at the couple up ahead. “they’re obviously a match made in heaven.”

A few people agreed with his opinion, admitting that the two, standing together looked like God’s favorite children.

And this whispers, no matter how little or quiet they were, slowly reached the ears of Leonica and remaining group of three.

Like an unconscious instinct, Leonica’s gaze found Gabriel’s dark eyes, flinching ever so slightly when he was already staring back at her.

The look he was giving her was hard to interpret, but she knew, just from the intensity of his gaze, that the thoughts running through his mind were not good.

She had after all, known him for more than seven years, and his looks and actions were like second nature to her.

Yet the more she tried reading his expression, the harder it was to understand.

He didn’t look angry, but neither did he look the least but pleased to see her here, but considering their previous encounter over the week, she really couldn’t blame him.

Standing in between the two staring ex partners, accompanied by the whispers going around, Angelina felt, no, she knew that the spotlight was being stolen away from her, by Leonica.

It was almost like an open mockery to her and her efforts.

Angelina, as a woman with pride, could not accept this.

Clinging to Gabriel’s arm with a weakened expression on her face, she called out to him.

“Gabe,”

Tearing his gaze away from Leonica, Gabriel looked down at her.

“What is it?”

“I’m feeling a little tired.” She answered, clinging tighter to his arm and smirking when Leonica watched her actions.

“Let’s head inside and sit down for a while.” She requested, eyes falling back to his face.

Gabriel did not respond.

“Please Gabe, I’m feeling kinda dizzy. Can’t we just head inside and sit for a while?”

“If you knew your health wasn’t good enough to handle this, then you should have stayed home.” Came Gabriel’s shocking response.

Angelina was totally thrown off guard by his reply.

“But I wanted to come,” She continued. “I was so looking forward to spending time with you, babe.”

She was really laying it thick.

Gabriel sighed and pulled away from her grip. “Not now, Angelina.”

“But-“

“I said, not now.”

Angelina shut her mouth.

Seeing her like this, and realizing that he had indeed been a bit harsh on her, Gabriel sighed and without warning picked her up in a bridal carry.

Feeling the ground suddenly disappear from beneath her, Angelina yelped out in surprise and instinctively wrapped her hands around Gabriel’s neck.

“I’ll take you to rest some place quiet.” He told her, turning around and walking away from the scene.

As they walked away, Leonica couldn’t help but stare, mind recalling what Angelina had told her at the amusement park.

She was pregnant with Gabriel’s child. Back then, whether she cared or not, her mind had automatically called her words a bluff, but seeing the way Gabriel delicately carried her to rest after she simply complained of feeling weak, had Leonica’s doubts slowly vanishing.

‘If she is truly carrying his child, does that mean he’s actually going to marry her?’

That thought roamed her mind for the briefest second, causing a bitter taste to overrun her taste buds before Arvan snapped her back to reality.

“Leonica, are you okay?” He asked, hand returning back to her back as soon as he dismissed the press they had been speaking with. When she didn’t reply immediately, he asked another question. “Did...did my words perhaps make you uncomfortable?”

“No, not at all.” She waved his worries of, dismissing whatever unnecessary thought that was forming in his head. “It just,” She hesitated, later settling for a simple head shake, indicating that she wasn’t going to say anymore.

Arvan did not push further. Instead, he changed the topic quickly, ensuring her comfortability first. “Ah, if that’s so, shall we head in then.”

Leonica smiled up at him. “Yes, let’s.”

Wrapping her hand around his upper arm once more, they both approached the entrance of the event. The first thing they both did after stepping inside was to greet the celebrant herself.

Stellar however, from all the stories she had heard, wasn’t all to happy to see Leonica and the white-ette could tell.

So while Arvan and Stellar had a quick talk, she excuses herself to get some fresh air on the balcony.

The air away from overly dressed aristocrats and expensive wine, felt great in many ways. Leonica leaned her elbows on the balcony railing and dragged in a deep breath through both her lips and nose, eyes coming shut at the action, before she briefly exhaled.

However, with all the air gone out, her eyes still remained shut, simply basking in the moonlight’s glow while listening to the faint sound of chattering, music, clinking glass and footsteps approaching, behind her.

...

Footsteps!

Her eyes immediately snapped open and at an almost alarming rate, she spun around, only to find herself standing in front of a familiar face.

“Christian!” She breathed, clutching the railing underneath her palm. “Don’t scare me like that.”

“Wasn’t my intention,” The male said and gave a tiny bow that somehow reminded Leonica of the partner she had come with. “I was just walking past when I saw you. Thought I’d...well,” He hesitated. “Apologize.”

Watching the male take a spot beside her, she arched her brows. “Apologize? What for?”

“For the thing with your medical record, I mean.” He answered. “I didn’t mean to invade your privacy, it’s just that,” He rubbed the back of his neck. “After seeing you visit the gynecology that day, I couldn’t help but get curious and accidentally ran my mouth to Gabriel.”

“Oh.”

“It’s stupid, I know, and I’m sorry.”

Leonica sighed, pressing her lips into a thin line in the process. No matter how much she wanted to stay angry at Christian, she couldn’t bring herself to.

But that also didn’t mean she wanted to get any closer to him. She appreciated his apology and all, but at the end of the day, he was one of Gabriel’s closest friends.

Waving her hand dismissively at his words, she pushed herself off the railing. “It’s okay, I forgive you.”

“Really?”

“Yes, there’s no need staying angry at you, now is there?” Gathering her dress, she was about to return to her partner’s side, when Christian spoke.

“Ah, before I forget, be careful.”

Looking over her shoulder, she shot a puzzled look in his direction. “What?”

“Gabriel, he seems to think that kid- Ashely, correct?- belongs to him. Even though I refused doing a back run of the kid’s medical record, he seems to think he’s his son.”

Hearing his words, Leonica’s expression darkened.

“He’s got his head all messed up with that idea. I’d watch out if I were you-“

“Gabriel told you to do what?”

Turning his head away from the moonlit sky and towards the approaching female, Christian was met with a pair of furious purple eyes, narrowed and aimed right at him.

Oh shit, he spoke too much.

“Answer me!” She demanded, stomping her feet in front of him, the heels she wore, making the action seem more intimidating. “What was he thinking, asking you to run a back record of a child’s medical record? MY child’s medical record?”

“Listen, I wasn’t-“

Throwing her head back and chuckling, Leonica cut off his explanation. “Hoho, I think this shit had gone on for far too long. Gabriel’s useless curiosity, stops tonight.”

Spinning around on her heels, she began storming off, ignoring the calls of her name.

She needed to have a little talk with a certain someone.

And the talk was going to be anything but friendly.

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Walking through the doors and back into the crowded area of the party, Leonica’s eyes swept across the crowd, trying to search for a particular pair.

As she stood still, scanning the crowd, a waiter approached her, tray of wine carried skillfully.

“Wine, Madam?” He offered.

Leonica was about to deny, when she thought against it. She wasn’t going to deny the fact that she was thirsty and her throat was dry from walking out and yelling, and she was definitely in need of some alcohol to calm her nerves, so, reaching out, she took a glass.

“Thank you.”

“Of course, enjoy your night.” The waiter said, about to walk away when Leonica stopped him.

“Per chance, have you happened to see Mr. Bryce.”

“Of course, I saw him going up those stairs,” The waiter pointed towards a flight of stairs and Leonica nodded after following his finger, eyes sighting the stairs.

“Alright, thank you.”

“My pleasure.” The waiter bowed and departed. Alone again, the white-ette, sipped down the rest of the drink in her hand and placed the glass back on the tray of a passing waiter before approaching the stairs. frёewebηovel.cѳm

With her heels clicking against the hard floor and her dress trailing behind her, Leonica followed the hallway, searching for the person she had come here to see.

She walked passed rooms, trying to find her target.

“Just where the hell is he?” She mumbled, feeling her anger towards him rising all the more.

First he tries to run a record check in HER kid and now, he makes her walk all this way, looking for him in heels.

God so help him when she sights his ass.

Leonica’s thoughts were abruptly brought to an end when, she walked pass one room and suddenly felt a hand grab her by the waist, pulling her into the room before she could react.