Billionaire, Let's Divorce! by BELLA

Chapter 0046

I gave

him his car keys and said my goodbye. On my way out,I saw the doctor and made sure they finalize every treatment with him before he leaves. I also made sure that there wasn't a single penny left in his

bills.

I decided to go straight to our villa first, I hailed a cab and told them my destination. There would be no need to worry about Mark threatening to increase the break up f*e just because I decided not to come home, he wouldn't be around. Rose would definitely summon him today and he most probably wouldn't return to his residence.

On getting there, I paid the cab man. My walk in slowed and I frowned at Grace's car - it was roughly parked. I shrugged and went inside, she must have rushed in to do something.

Just by the door, there was a bag and heeled shoes there. The bag was open and some of its contents had spilled out and the shoes weren't sitting upright and they weren't side by side like they should be. One of the shoes was by the bag while the order was by the foot of the first cushioned chair in the living room. I was sure they were Grace's. The heels were her favorite and the magazine of Luxe vogue that she always carried about peeked out of the bag on the floor.

memories of Luigi attacking me flooded in. I instinctively reached for the stun gun I had hastily

singing loudly with her voice while she occasionally drummed with whatever she held. It was the way she functioned whether she was working or

and tiptoed to the middle of the room. I stopped when I saw three empty wine bottles scattered on the center table while two more were scattered on the rug. There were more bottles and my

of wine on the countertop and floor. They weren't the same brand and the alcohol level in each differed but they all contained alcohol, Grace, donned in the gown she showed to me yesterday, laid on the floor, her face pressed to

dropped the stun gun in my grip and rushed to her. "Grace," my hands shook with worry and my

this to

they landed on me was more tears, they flowed out of her eyes and rolled down her cheeks

I pulled back, cradled her face in my palm

my fingers. tightened on her face from anger. I softened my grip. "Come on, Grace. Who

from that hospital or going by myself, whoever did

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