After Divorce Billionaire Ex Found Me Pregnant (Leonica and Gabriel)
The Start Of Their Rosy Voyage.

The bell hanging above the door jingled as he walked in.

"Hello, welcome to Chams Flowery. How may we-" The florist in charge stopped short when she turned away from her current line of work and her eyes landed on the handsome man who had walked in.

His gray-ish black hair was pulled up in a neat bun, his sharp gray eyes scanning the surroundings and the light stubble on his jawline indicated that he hadn't shaved in a while. But dressed in his light brown coat, black turtle neck and suit pants of matching colors, all the flowers around paled in comparison to his beauty.

"Good evening," He greeted, a small, almost unnoticeable smile on his face.

The florist's mouth went dry.

"Um, good evening." She managed to squeak out. "How may we... I help you?"

"I'm here to pick up a bouquet. I called ahead of time."

"O-of course. What's your name sir?"

"Gabriel. Gabriel Bryce."

"Ah yes," The florist looked through her list, quickly replaceing his name. "The order was made a few days ago, am I right?"

"Yes."

"Alright. I'll go grab it. Feel free to look around."

With that, she was gone and Gabriel took her up on her offer, stuffing his hands into his pocket as he browsed through the flower isles. After a while, he came upon a set of purple looking Dahlias.

It reminded him of Leonica and for the first time since leaving Norway- only returning today to get flowers for his grandmother and pay respect to her- Gabriel found himself wanting to see her.

"I wonder how she's doing?" He mumbled and as if on cue, the front door of the flowery pulled open and the sound of the bell jingling mixed with the familiar laughter that made his heart pick up its pace. "You're really something else, Anastasia."

He heard Leonica's enchanting voice and from in between the spaces of the isle he was standing in, he spotted the sight of her, her smile on full display, her laughter filling the air.

Seeing her rugged on the strings of his heart because after two whole years, three of which they had last interacted, Leonica Romero still looked as beautiful as ever.

The only difference was her hair, which was now cut shorter. But apart from that, her green eyes still shone with the light he had loved seeing, and the curve of her lips and her soft cheeks was still the same.

It comforted him In a painful way to know that all the articles he had read about she and Owen's happy marriage and tales were all true.

Owen was taking care of her the way she deserved, something he could provide.

"What? I'm just being truthful. Huh? Where the florist?" Anastasia asked as she noticed the empty desk.

"Probably in the back," Leonica reaches forward and rung the bell, giving Gabriel a front roll view to the sight of her wedding ring. "Excuse me, who's here?"

"Please hold on!" The florist called back, reminding Gabriel of the flowers he had come to pick up.

But they were not as important as Leonica who was a few feet away from him. In fact, all the flowers in the flowery seemed to have lost their luster when compared to her.

"So, flowers, party designs, cakes," Anastasia listened the items, counting with her fingers. "Everything is set for Owen's party."

She nodded her head, moving away from the counter and walking towards the floor isle. Gabriel saw her coming and without thinking switched over to the next isle, replaceing his way back to the counter. "Your order is ready, Mr. Bryce." The florist said as she walked towards the counter with his bouquet.

"Here." He placed his card on the counter, turning briefly to catch a glance of Leonica's face once again when the sound of her laughter reached his ears.

She truly was most beautiful in her happy form.

"Would you like a vase?" The florist asked, snapping him out of his trance.

"No, thank you."

"If that's all-"

"As a matter of fact, it's not." Gabriel interrupted, watching as the florist cocked her head in confusion. "The purple Dahlias in that Isle," He pointed behind him. "Can I purchase a few?"

"Of course! Would you like them to be wrapped up right now?"

"No, I'd like for you to them to the lady that just walked in."

The florist glanced behind him, spotting Leonica as she indeed stood out amongst the flowers.

"Who? Mrs. Lee?"

Gabriel couldn't help it. He flinched the moment he heard how the florist addressed Leonica. No more Ms. Romero, huh?

Swallowing the bitter pill, he nodded. "Yes. Please give them to her."

"Okay,"

The florist placed the flowers and Gabriel paid, taking the bouquet for his grandmother before making his way out of the flowery, not once stealing another glance at the woman he had once loved and still loved, but now had no chance with. The florist watched him leave before she shook her head and went to get the Dahlias, along with Leonica's order. When she returned, she rang the bell and called out.

"Order for Mrs. Lee."

Leonica immediately showed up at the counter, marveling at the carnations she had ordered. "Wow, these are beautiful." "Thank you, ma'am." The florist then grabbed the purple Dahlias and placed them beside Leonica's. "These are for you too."

"For me?" Leonica glanced at her favorite flowers, then back at Anastasia who shrugged. "Who...who ordered them?"

The florist opened her mouth to answer, but for some reason, she thought it'd be best to keep Gabriel's identity secret. "He didn't leave a name, Ma'am."

"I see," She picked the flowers up and smelt them, smiling at their ever pleasant smell. "Please pass along my gratitude if he ever comes back."

"I will, ma'am."

"Alright. We'd be taking our leave then." Having made her payment days before, Leonica grabbed the flower and together, she and Anastasia left, walking to their car and getting in.

The drive towards she and Owen's place was entertainingly short giving Leonica a little time to think back on all that had happened in the past two years.

After she woke up and Ashley's

surgery was a success, she learnt

that Gabriel along with his

company, had changed roots, Colorado, she heard, but she didn't really have time to dwell on his

matter. Neither did she want to because life after awakening from a year long of coma was a busy one.

But in between, she and Owen managed to tie the knot and have now been married for two. And she has enjoyed every single second of their marriage, after all, it was one of those right decision she could never regret.

She was snapped away from her thought as her driver pulled into the premise of the mini estate Benjamin and Cassandra had gifted she and Owen as their wedding gift.

"Mrs. Lee, we're here." Her driver announced as he held the door open.

Leonica took note of the fact that Owen wasn't back yet as she stepped out. "Come on, let's set it up before he gets home." She said as she rushed into the house, Anastasia following closely behind.

"Hi mommy." Ashley, now ten years of age, welcomed his mother, not with his usual hugs, but arms occupied by the cake he was placing on the table. "Is dad home yet?"

She shook her head. "Not yet, but he should be any second." Saying this, she walked over to the edge of the table and set the flower down, just before Anastasia announced that Owen had pulled into the driveway. "Alright, places everyone." Leonica instructed, waiting until everyone had gathered before she gave the command to her house Al. "Karen, switch off all lights."

In a matter of seconds, the living room was shrouded in darkness, a darkness that was only broken when Owen walked in and gave a different command.

"Karen, turn on the lights."

Instantly, the living room was illuminated and the loud shouts of 'Surprise!' rang through the air.

Owen flinched at the sudden sound of their voices and confetti, but after a few seconds, his brain having processed what was going on, a smile bloomed across his face.

"Happy Birthday, Mine." Leonica greeted with a wide smile, rushing forward and pulling him into a quick hug. "I hope you liked the surprise."

Owen, chuckling, wrapped an arm around her waist. "I love it, Cara."

Leonica smiled at the second, no third nickname she had gotten used to, while Owen turned his attention to the crowd.

"Thank you, all of you, for this. I really appreciate it." He told his guests, the members of the Romero family and few others, before his gaze landed on Ashley, who was the happiest among them all.

He opened his arms. "Come here, Ash."

Ashley wasted no time and ran forward, throwing himself into the arms of the man who had slowly grown into the perfect father figure in his life. His father.

"Happy birthday, dad."

"Thank you Ash."

When the child pulled back, he suddenly showed his father a wrapped gift.

"For me?" Owen asked with a smile and Ashley nodded.

"Yup. Mom and I got you a gift."

"Oh, really?" Owen's eyes turned to his wife, who smiled.

"Yup. Open it."

With the help of Ashley, Owen tore the wrapper and revealed a slim stick painted white and pink and had two red lines in the middle.

He looked at the gift, trying to decipher what it was.

"This looks a lot like a-"

"A pregnancy stick." Leonica finished and Owen's eyes widened as her words hit him.

"You're pregnant?" He asked, looking like a fish out of water and Leonica laughed.

"I am."

Owen's lips stretched into a large smile and he pulled her into a hug. "Really?"

"Yeah." She assured him, a smile on her own lips.

Owen, who couldn't contain his joy, pulled her into a kiss, their guests clapping and congratulating them.

"Thank you, Cara. You've once again made me the happiest man on earth." Owen thanked her as soon as they pulled apart, a smile on his face and his eyes sparkling with joy.

"You're welcome, Mine." Leonica visage mirrored his expression as she reveled in the joy of seeing Owen happy from the news.

"Ah!" Ashley's voice broke the moment. "The wax is melting! Dad, come blow it out!" Grabbing Owen's hand, the younger male dragged him towards the cake, pulling his mother along to. "Make a wish and blow it out! He urged.

Owen bent down, stared at the candle and pulled back.

"What-?"

"Blow it out, Cara," He told her, a smile on his face.

"Huh?" She frowned. "But I'm not the one celebrating my birthday."

"But I want it to be your wish. A wish for our family." Owen's hands wrapped around her waist and pulled her close, a loving smile on his face. "So, Cara, blow out the candles in my stead, would you?"

Leonica chuckled, her heart swelling with so much love for the man that was currently holding her. "Alright."

Drawing in a breath, Leonica turned to the candle, staring at the dancing flames for a while before closing her eyes and making a silent wish for this happiness to last forever.

For this happiness to be there until the end of her story.

Their story.

When she opened her eyes, Owen was watching her, the love he felt for her evident in his eyes and Leonica smiled, blowing the candles and making the wish.

And that was the start of their rosy voyage.