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.

the apple in my hand. Embarrassed, I hid the apple behind me, my

swear, I'm not-" I started but I was cut short when his chair moved. At first, my heart tightened in fear until he wheeled past

and found him 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

at how much he could

cup of milk and food. "Sit down and eat more." He asked so gently, it almost felt like he was

his offer and devoured the meal. I had badly wanted to refuse but

was a very low chance that I would get dinner

and asked me to leave thon yns saught

life changed When god back to the raphanage was an sated that i doqoped to my hood and and

I started in ansat there whenever we hungry the told me to brock and that was all Hoad to do. He would come and open the deed and would wat to my fill Sometimes even

when raat hungry i was just drawn to tum We assumed to empy reach dhera Gampong The Rochanged names, he was Lucas The god for lead that he old actually

day when we were playing birds

and i turned to see Lucas

mostly always in his wheelchair pecanes