Billionaire, Let's Divorce (Mark and Sydney)

Chapter 0262

ANASTASIA

We both turned to see Amie standing behind us on the doorway. Her hand held the door ajar as her curious eyes looked up at me, wide and questioning.

Dennis immediately released me and focused on her, his movements smooth and natural as he lifted her up and cradled her in his arms.

I watched him go from comforting me to distracting Amie in a matter of seconds.

"Not really," he said as he slightly tickled her..

Cute giggles spilled out of her as she squirmed in his arms.

"Stop it, Dennis," Amie protested halfheartedly, her words interspersed with more giggles.

"No, I will not," he said, deepening his voice in a playful growl that only made her laugh harder.

After a while, he stopped and waited for her giggles to slowly subside. The hospital corridor seemed to fade away to leave the three of us in a temporary bubble of normalcy. "Amie?" Dennis's voice was gentle and coaxing.

"Yes?" She looked up at him.

"You see," he started slowly, "I need you to understand that everyone needs to be very strong, hmm?"

She nodded, listening to him raptly, her little face serious as she absorbed his words.

"And that's why you're here. You're here to get stronger. You're a strong girl, right?"

She bobbed her head with a big smile, "I am a strong girl," she said and lifted her arm to showcase her tiny muscles.

My eyes watered the same time my lips curved into a small smile. The juxtaposition of her innocence and the gravity of her condition was almost too much to bear.

"Now I'd take you in so you can get some rest before the nurses return, okay?" Dennis said.

She nodded, then flashed me a smile as Dennis carried her inside, and I felt a pang of guilt as I smiled

back.

I watched Dennis tuck her in bed, I heard her loudly whispered question: "Dennis?"

"Yes, strong girl?" Dennis whispered back.

She giggled then asked seriously, "Why is my mommy crying?"

Dennis gave her a response in an equally low tone, but wasn't lucky enough to catch it like the first times. Whatever he said seemed to satisfy her, and I was grateful for that.

I turned away to wipe my eyes as Dennis placed a kiss on her forehead, then rose to his full height.

The doctor and Dennis said everything was going to be fine, so it would be. I had to believe that, for Amie's sake. The last thing she needed now was not a confused and crying mother,

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She needed care and support and Dennis was providing just that.

With Dennis hovered above Amie and Amie smiling up at him in her bed and occassionally giggling. They seemed to have quite a lengthy whispered conversation.

My heart swelled from watching the both of them. Amle had always been fond of Dennis and everytime I could see why. Dennis was literally the sweetest man knew.

After they've exchanged enough of their soft whispers, he finally kissed her hand then he turned around and walked up to me.

As he made his way to where I stood at the door, my gaze caught on the little wet patch I had left just in the centre of his shirt-clad chest.

"I'm sorry

ut that.

He looked down at it. He seemed to just notice it. He swiped at it mildly and smiled, "It's fine, Ana. Nothing to worry about. I wouldn't mind if you wet my whole shirt."

I shook my head as he chuckled at his own joke. Then I brushed my finger over my nose to hold back the remaining sniffles from earlier on.

Then we casually walked away from the door and down the hallway, he asked, "Have you eaten? Amie said she ate before your stroll but you didn't."

I shook my head. "She's right, I haven't."

He nodded. 'Let's go have something to eat then."

I was quick to shake my head. "I'm n-"

"Nah," he cut me off. "I saw that coming. We're not doing that." He held my gaze, "You need to eat."

Then he took a hold of my wrist and practically dragged me to a nearby stir-fry bar.

I looked around the place, impressed. "How did you find here?"

"I looked it up on my way here. I thought we might want to find something to eat."

"Always thinking ahead."

"That's me," he said with a smug smile. "Except, I had imagined coming here with both you and Amie."

I smiled at his thoughtfulness. "She'd have loved it."

"I know, right?" He answered as he discussed with the reception.

I was surprised when I saw him walk around to the chefs designated spot just as the chef walked away.

"I thought we'd only pick ingredients of our choice."