Billionaire, Let's Divorce! by BELLA

Chapter 0097

I opened my eyes with a smile my inspiration and creative j My brows furrowed in concentration as sketched down the ideas I was getting. In between, I would grab my bottle of water and take a refreshing sip then I would stretch my arm forward and hold out the design i had sketched on the paper before me and squint at what I had created.

one were thoughts of Lucas and back were brought out my sketch papers and pen.

As usual, they looked intentional, not as if I had just quickly scribbled some cheap design on paper.

By the time I got out of my creative world and glanced around me, it was already getting dark and there were now very few people around. I packed up, carefully arranging my used sketch papers in my backpack. I placed it beside me then I picked up my bottle and took another swig from it and placed it on the other side of me.

I removed my shoes and wiggled my toes, a break from the confines of the sneakers then I put them back on and tied the ropes. I stood up and stretched my limbs, letting out a content sigh.

I turned to carry my backpack and head home but was taken aback to see the seat empty, save for my bottle of water. Confused, I looked up and my eyes bulged when I saw someone briskly walk away with my bag.

"Damned thief!" I screamed, "Give back my bag!" I grabbed my bottle and immediately sprinted after him when he picked a race on hearing my shout. Thank God for the sneakers I had chosen to wear, I was quickly closing in on him. "Stop right there, you thief!"

The thief suddenly picked up pace and I found myself far behind. I hauled the bottle water in my hand at him but it missed him, falling on the floor several feet away from where he was.

my steps too but not for long. My thighs started to hurt and slowed down, eventually coming to a halt. I sucked in air, trying to catch my breath as I bent over and clutched my knees with

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and disappeared around the

loss coursed

defeat and a y If only I hadn't put my designs

resounded in my head. My phone! Damnit! My phone was also in the bag. I felt like crying. I couldn't believe I just lost my phone and recent designs to a petty thief. "Shit!" I furiously undid my ponytail

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as a sports car stopped beside me. I frowned at it as the tinted window rolled down. I raised my brows as

I

yelp as I turned after closing the car door behind me. There was someone else in the car but I wouldn't be staring in awe and shock if it was

beside me on the car seat was the least man I expected to see Luigi hanging out with. There was a dazzling smile on his

at me.

of my shocked state. "Lucas..." I

was he doing here? And why was