Billionaire, Let's Divorce! by BELLA

Chapter 0023

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The hallway was bathed in silence, the only sound was the faint echo of our breaths as I waited to see. what Mark would do. I rolled my eyes, not surprised when he untangled himself from me. "She needs me," his said as he took a tentative step toward her. "Bella,

A stifled yawn threatened to escape my lips as I moved away from him, fed up of the utter boredom of the situation. So pathetic and blind. I watched as Bella sigh heavily and rested her head on his chest. His arms instinctively wrapped around her, drawing her close, as if to shield her from me.

I casually swung my bag over my shoulder, the act added a confident swagger to my steps as I walked past her down the stairs. I could feel each of their eyes trailing me as I descended the stairs. Suddenly, as I reached halfway down the stairs, an idea lit up in my mind and my steps halted.

I stopped walking and with a sweet smile in place, I turned to Mark. "Oh Mark darling, I forgot to tell you." His brows drew down as he listened. "Remember the man from the bar? You know, the handsome hunk that interfered that night? The one who said he owned the bar. He's Italian. I know this because he gave me his card."

you come home late tonight and I get bored of waiting. I'll go to the bar by myself. You will find me there." I shrugged, "That's if

me, trapping me against the stairs' handrail. He grabbed my arm and his vice-like grip bit into the skin there. His voice thundered through the stairway, filled with rage at my insinuation, "You dare to even think

hearty laughter that bubbled up my throat. "Why not?" I smirked, my amused gaze met his raging one with defiance, "The Italian guy is quite to my taste, to be honest,' I taunted,

material of his shirt as his grip on my arm

Mark and me as if she was trying to decipher if she was in a dream. Even I, amidst the tension filled air, couldn't help but feel quite amused and surprised at the sight of Mark's jealousy boiling over. Who would have believed that he could get this jealous? Yet, I thought with contempt, he cheats on me without a

grip firm as we descended the stairs together. He was so enraged that he seemed to have forgotten all about her, not even sparing

power to push him to such extremes and

reached the foot of the stairs, I couldn't resist the itch to turn back.

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