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.

at me then his gaze dropped to the apple in my hand.

not-" I started but I was cut short when his chair

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

was wowed at how much he could get

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

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

a very low chance that I would

out for me When was done, he offered to clear the dishes and asked me to leave thon yns saught a walf that I was

my life changed When god back to the raphanage was an sated that i doqoped to my hood and and away till after shumer When I wake up, he was all I

to do. He would come and open the deed and would wat to my fill Sometimes

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

we were playing birds and

turned to see Lucas

wheelchair