Billionaire, Let's Divorce! by BELLA

Chapter 0032

It took a while but she picked up eventually.

I had barely let her finish saying her cold 'hi' before I started speaking, "I don't know how but Mark is heavily drunk. He needs someone by his side to take care of him. You should come over."

I heard rustling in the background before her response came, "I'll be right over." Then she hung up.

I made a coffee for myself then I walked back to Mark's room. I took a seat and sipped my coffee as I waited for her. About ten minutes later, I heard an impatient knock rasp on the main door. Then few seconds later, the room door was pushed open to reveal a flustered Bella.

I frowned at her appearance. She looked slightly disheveled, definitely from rushing here but what really caught my attention was the lingerie visible under her filmsy coat.

Okay. Had she got my words wrong? Because why will you come to care for a drunk man in a lingerie? I whistled, nodding, she definitely has a plan. But I didn't care.

She rolled her eyes and swept past me to check on Mark.

Since the coffee had already kept me awake, I decided to just stay and watch.

seated and sipped my coffee as I watched in amusement as she went back and forth from the kitchen to the room and

boiled water and I scrunched my brows wondering what is was for until I was left gaping as she soaked his socks in it. Then she made coffee. He

simmering plate of soup. Hmm, I moaned inwardly and briefly closed my eyes. It smelt heavenly but when I peeked in, I recoiled. Whatever she had mixed

disgust, as I watched her feed

would. So sweet.

he didn't like it. But she pleaded with him. "Please,

kept saying. It was over

Then Mark settled into sleep and

myself. She

in with a towel in her hands. She finally eyed me as she moved to sit beside Mark on the bed then she placed the towel on his forehead. She turned to me, her gaze cold as they shot daggers at

brows, amused,

answer the damn

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Chapter 0032

her question for awhile." What will it take for me to divorce, Mark?" I repeated to myself as i