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.

she went back and forth from the kitchen to the room and back to the

it. Then she made coffee. He only took a little before falling into another mindless slumber. She did all of this as she totally ignored my presence. Fine by

a simmering plate of soup. Hmm, I moaned inwardly and briefly closed my eyes. It smelt heavenly

watched, drawn to the edge of my seat in disgust, as I watched her feed

would. So sweet.

out and complained groggily that he didn't like it. But she pleaded with him. "Please, Mark.

more spoon,' she kept saying. It was over a dozen spoons she had

his mouth and eased him onto his back. Then Mark settled into sleep and his sleep was

myself. She was good at

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

amused, "That was

the

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awhile." What will it take for me to divorce, Mark?" I repeated to