Billionaire, Let's Divorce! by BELLA

Chapter 0085

"I held my child and wept bitterly on the delivery bed."

I was at a loss for words at that point.

What do I do?

What was I supposed to say to her?

Clearly not a heartfelt speech of pity because in as much as I got poked a bit by her story, a larger part of me wasn't that sorry.

I leaned back in my seat, my cup of coffee already emptied.

"Good story," I said with a wave of my hand. "but that doesn't make us friends. You see, a woman who intrudes in another's marriage is a bitch, and you, choosing to intrude in my marriage, means you're also a bitch. Whatever you just told me, true or false, your suffering was not caused by me Instead, I have to deal with the aftermath of your recklessness, so I won't sympathize with you."

Bella's face morphed into anger, her nostrils flared as she clutched the coffee cup tighter, veins protruded from the back of her hands.

"I don't want your pity," she sparked. "I'm only telling you because I've suffered so much. I must marry Mark, so you better not meddle, or I'll do something you'll regret for the rest of your life. You hear me?"

my shoulders wracked with amusement at the absurdity of her words. I flipped my hair back from my

hissed, "What's

still coming from my chest while I regarded her with both pity and bemusement. How delusional this girl was, to think I would

funny," I said, shaking my head in

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and I made sure to emphasize each word so she would read my

if you marry Mark? Me?" I

because I know how sly you

hey?" I

curled into a sneer while she also rolled her eyes at me and I, all the same, felt a perverse

You've been gone for so long, living in your own

pretend like you understand

a series of poor choices, and now you're trying to shift the blame on others. Classic Bella, always the victim." "How dare you?" Bella slammed her palm

You're not a mother. You've never been one, you barren hag. Then you sit there in your ivory tower, judging me, while you've never

what did you say? Adversity? Is that what you call running