Billionaire, Let's Divorce! by BELLA

Chapter 96

Sydney, you really looks like a love tesnager, Grace tensed as she walked into the living robe with a bowl bled with atrawbernes, munching on we of them

"I don't know, Grace," I spinned my phos between my fingertips, my lips matting out in weny, "Should Leall him? Should I net call him?

After the wide bruhaha with Marks and Lucas at the party, my time to puanly reunite with I nens had been short He had opted to drop me off at my plates but he seemed to be in a ludry. But he made sure we exchanged phons faunders bastore he hurtedly dres off And since then, I haven't been able to get him coiled my mind en my head. I have been unable to Concentrate on week because Lucas was all I could think about.

Grace rolled her eyes to the calling as she took a seat on this bean bay that had replaced the tables in the condelle of the room. She stretched the bowl of strawberries toward me, "Want some she briefly closed her eyes and eighed dramatically, "They're really jue

Falood my head and she tutted in disapproval. "You're rejecting good food just become your can't stop worrying if you should call your long lost crush that you've just reunited with Just call m, babe Why else did you guys pechange contacts on the first place?"

"But he hasn't called mus! I threw my hands on the couch and faced a cry. I dug my fingers in my hair again had been doing that since I've been

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of my head, and not a beautiful mom like the messy bun look to

up," when ! glared at her she covered her mouth to by and stop herself from laughing." Sorry, I just can't stop seeing birds nursing

of me," I

cream like it

eaten strawbeny my way. I caught

we always have to meet one or two jerks and maybe even mistake them for Mr Right, right?

window. "The weather is so nice today, and I am sure the flowers in the park will be blooming. One of the perfect spots for inspiration and turns out that I need to

call him, I should perhaps make good use of my time instead

you waiting for? Go create design that

air.

laughed lightly. "It's always

I love my job!" Grace hollered after me as I made my way to

on a white light-weight sneakers. Then I grabbed a backpack and stuffed it with my sketch papers pens,

I'm off. I hollered out to Grace who now had her head buried in