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.

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

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

their large kitchen and grabbed a fancy glass cup. He poured the milk in the cup until it was brimming with

at how much he could get done despitel being in

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

and devoured the meal. I

low chance

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

was all Hoad to do. He would come and open the

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turned to see

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