Billionaire, Let's Divorce! by BELLA

Chapter 0028

If dad hadn't chosen such a dumb excuse, I wouldn't be struggling to keep him by my side now.

Since dad had told everyone that lame lie, I had no choice but to go with it after I returned. I had carefully capitalized on it and told it to Mark at every chance I got. He pitied me and he had been loving and kind, always coming at my every beck and call to hold me in his arms and assure me that everything would be fine and he would always be there for me. But now...I reflected on the past few days and hissed again. Now the lie was barely effective now that Sydn was more involved.

Or maybe my acts weren't believable enough? Perhaps I should meet up with a doctor and make him lie, then I would get Mark to go with me and...

I hissed and threw the ideas out the window. It was enough that Sydney knew about it. I didn't want more ears to hear. What if the doctor later decided to betray me?

I hissed again. If dad hadn't chosen this excuse for my absence then I would have been able to come up with a firmer excuse. Now I was stuck with a nonexistent heart disease. I hissed as I sipped the tasteless drink in the cup.

Sandra cleared her throat noisily, "Are you even here?"

I turned to her, a brow raised, "I'm sitting right here and you're still asking me that?"

She shook her head. "What's bothering you? Your body's here but your mind isn't here. You don't want to be here, do you?"

and dropped my

you weren't interested, you know you could have just said so, right?" Her

pouted as I peered at her, "I'm sorry." I let out a long breath and my shoulders fell,

looked my way again, her gaze was filled with concern. That was one thing about Sandra; she was always quick to get angry and at the same time,

on my lap. "You're

I answered her, "Shouldn't I be? I'm losing him, Sandra. My eyes are wide

and squinted her eyes, "Is this still about you wanting to

"I just want to be a billionaire's wife. And I want to be the only one. I want

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softly, her hands

hands from hers. "No, he won't! You saw it yourself. You saw how he threw her over

angry at her

to face her, "Now why should he be? If he wants to be with me, he wouldn't be mad that she wants to