Billionaire, Let's Divorce! by BELLA

Chapter 0029

"What do you mean I should get pregnant?"

She blinked at me. "Come on girl You know what I mean. Sleep with Mark without protection and make. sure he impregnates you."

"Oh," I murmured dismally and sat back

"You can't do it?" Her sharp voice pulled me out of my thoughts.

"What? No, yeah, I can," I spluttered. I sat straighter in the chair. "I will. Anything to get

him to be fully mine.

"Good," she smiled, "because there's no surer way to own a man than to carry his child in your belly."

I nodded, already working a plan in my head. "Why haven't I thought of this before?" My subconscious mocked me as I asked; I ignored it.

"I'm surprised myself. You'll see that when you get pregnant with his child, he'll be forced to divorce Sydney." She shrugged, "Afterall, you're carrying his heir so why shouldn't he devote his life to keeping you happy?"

I sprang out of the chair, my lips stretched in a wide "Oh Sandra. Thank you, thank you," I pecked her continuously on each cheek in excitement.

playfully pushed me off her and I sat back in my chair thrumming with excitement. I was so sure in the that this one would work. But apart from that, I know

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for if we don't hatch plans to we mutually

the air. She did the same and our cups met clumsily in the air as our hands shook from

meal each and ate to our fill, chatting and cachinnating as we did. Then we left the restaurant and we visited a

we parted ways. It was an unexpectedly fun-filled day for me. On my way home I dialed

of my phone and I closed my eyes in bliss, imagining him. murmuring sweet nothings in my ear

"Bella, are you there?"

pitch of my voice was top high so I took a deep breath. "Of course I'm

heard him sigh. "I've missed you too, babe. It's just

"I might be dying and you'd still choose work. It's fine. Go back to work. I just called to ask if you'd like to come over

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apparently you're busy. Bye, have a good working night," I

lip as I stared at my phone. I really hope he would

looked at the caller's ID. I did a hasty countdown from ter before

was scared you

"What do you want?"

use work as excuse. I'll come for dinner