Billionaire, Let's Divorce! by BELLA

Chapter 0101

I nodded slowly but I wondered how he had known what was in the bag." How did you know what's in the bag?"

He nodded toward the bag, "The zip is half open."

I looked down at it and cussed, "Shit!" I quickly placed it on my lap to crosscheck if anything fel from it. The zip must have opened when the thief was slugging it around or when Luigi snatched it from him.

I felt Lucas' eyes on me as I brought out the designs and checked them. I released a sigh of relief as they were complete.

When I looked up, I awkwardly felt the need to tender an explanation. "I was worried that one of them might have slipped out and fallen." I managed a smile.

"And did any get lost?" He arched a perfectly carved brow.

"No. They're all intact." I answered and started to return them into the bag.

request stopped me. I smiled and my heart

I handed them to him. "You can see

they were. precious jewels. I watched, with bated breath, as his eyes settled on the one on top. His lips parted a bit and his fingers

wondered what he

as my eyes traced the contours of his face, going over every ridge and crook. His eyes were more deep set than they were. It made. him look more mature, enigmatic and mysterious in an attractive kind of way. But it also told of the endless trials and struggles he must have

good a person to go through all those pains, especially without anyone by his side. Whenever he was rushed to the hospital, it was always me and his servant. His parents only called to check.

that pain over the years

face and I blinked. He smiled when he found my

design he was looking at now, his eyes filled with awe. For me? Or my

"It seemed. you poured out a lot into this. It it..." he stammered, "It's breathing...trying to fight its way out of

if my favorite teacher was checking my homework and I was scared that I might disappoint him. Before Lucas disappeared, I had started sketching and he had been my tutor since it was something he was good at. But really, Lucas was just good at

the paper. It was as if he was communicating with every detail in the drawing. After

smile off my

drawn very well, far surpassing my own level of drawing. You've made a