Billionaire, Let's Divorce! by BELLA

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"Mark," Bella whispered, her voice quivered so much that she gripped the attention of Mark and I. "Tell me! She screamed, the veins on her neck bulged and her eyes glinted with tears. "Are you in love with her?!"

A resounding silence followed her scream. I turned to Mark who still locked eyes with Bella.

Suddenly, he threw my arms away. It was almost as if something in him had been provoked by Bella's question.

"What? What nonsense?" He now seemed fully awake as he took staggering steps back. "How could you say that?" He scoffed, "In love? Pfft! Stop talking nonsense." Then he added in a condescending tone, How can I be in love with her?"

"Then why won't you divorce her?!" Bella's eyes still brimmed with tears and her voice still held that accusatory edge as it quivered.

"That shouldn't be any of your concern, Bel. It's none of your business."

She took in a sharp breath, "It's none of my business? She whispered, pointing to her chest.

"Yes, it isn't," he answered indifferently. Then he roughly gripped her arm and steered hertiward the door.

She slapped his hand, "Mark, what are you doing? Let me go."

the melodrama here is bad for

opened the door and pushed her out and followed. "Mark, stop. I don't

living room and

now but her face was still set in a

leave now, Bell." Mark's voice was soft, a complete contrast to his

"Mark, yo-"

main door, cutting off whatever she had to say again. "Go home, Bel." Then he closed the door with so much force that the

his pocket, his thumb moved rapidly on the screen then he placed the phone on his ear. "Hello..." he trailed, then he nodded, "You hear her too. Good. Please, safely convey her to her house." Then he gave the

scream followed, "I won't give up loving you, Mark!" Another bang She must be throwing herself against the door. "You can throw

on us

spit nonsense about how she was going

already bored of the scene. It was more fun to watch

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Mark!"

to get pulled back

hand he held his phone so it was pretty easy to untangle his fingers. His phone

ran up the stairs and straight to my room. "Sydney, stop

the main door just seconds ago. "Open up!" I ignored him and double checked the locks. Unless he breaks down the door, there is no way he'd get in. "Keep ignoring me." He roared, "But you should know that you