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.

hand. Embarrassed, I hid the

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

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. Then he

how much he could

placed them on the counter, then he gestured to the seat directly before. the cup of milk and food. "Sit down and eat more." He asked so gently, it almost felt like he was

before I accepted his offer and devoured the meal. I had

a very low chance that I would get

and

that i doqoped to my hood and and away till after shumer When

was all Hoad to do. He would come and open the deed and would wat to my fill Sometimes even went back

to empy reach dhera Gampong The Rochanged names, he was Lucas The god for lead that

we were playing birds

to see Lucas

in his wheelchair pecanes he constantly got sick