Billionaire, Let's Divorce! by BELLA

Chapter 0093

That moment didn't last long before I started to stuff my face with food. The food tasted like heaven compared to the trash we were fed at the

orphanage and my greedy tummy rumbled even more.

There was a properly prepared meal, there were fruits, vegetables, milk, wine, steak...name it. They had everything in that kitchen.

"Who are you?"

One of the half-eaten apples in my hand dropped and I froze. I slowly turned and came face to face with a curly haired boy in a wheeled chair. If he wasn't my age then he would be a year or two older than

me.

Despite that my mouth was filled to the brim,I managed a smile and awkwardly raised my hand in the air. "Hi," I mumbled.

gaze dropped to the apple in my hand. Embarrassed, I hid the apple behind me, my gaze trained on the

was cut short when his chair moved. At

opening the fridge. He grabbed a box of milk then he wheeled himself to the counter in the middle of their large kitchen and grabbed a fancy glass cup. He poured the milk in the cup until it was brimming with it.

wowed at how much he could get done despitel being in

milk and food.

not a thief," was all I could croak out before I accepted his offer and devoured the meal. I had badly wanted to refuse but I was still hungry

low chance that I

offered to clear the dishes and asked me to leave thon yns saught a walf that I was in

was an sated that i doqoped to my hood and and away till after shumer When I wake up, he was all I could thinho Flim

hungry the told me to brock and that was all Hoad to do. He would come and open the

drawn to tum We assumed to empy reach dhera Gampong The Rochanged names, he was Lucas The god

we were playing birds

turned to see Lucas

in his wheelchair