Billionaire, Let's Divorce! by BELLA

Chapter 0133

I pressed my palm on the partition, willing it to swallow me as Mark intently stared at me in silence, the rage on his face made my heart skip beats. I could almost hear the fast beating of my heart as I tentatively watched him, panicked.

"You're in the lady's restroom," I uttered helples. Perhaps, he'd get to his senses, realize he was where he wasn't supposed to be and leave but he just gave me a blank look.

"I'm well aware," his voice came out low as though he was refraining from lashing out.

say to break

I swallowed and my mind raced as I tried to come up with what to the silence and hopefully make him leave. His stare was getting uncomfortable, it made me want to run far away from him and tuck myself safely in Lucas' arms.

And didn't Lucas say he'd keep an eye on him? Why didn't he call me when he was coming?

"You hung up on Bella," I said very causiously, hoping none of my rapidly thought dialogues wouldn't further anger him.

"I do not give a fuck who I hung up on," he snarled and his hold on my arm tightened.

P

Of course, I thought. He doesn't care. If he could be so mad that he would barge into the women's restroom then he must not give any fucks right now. He really had nothing else to care about.

I shouldn't have left Lucas' side, I thought regretfully. I had thought the restroom would be a safe refuge till I could run from here but it turned out to be the least safe place. There was no one here, to make him bridle his anger, no one to stick to my side whenever he approached me. It was just me, who is scared to the bones and Mark, who is raving mad.

deep breath. Staying frozen and scared wouldn't get me or him out of here. "Mark..." I called

1/3

interrupted mk. 1

ma 5*

I contemplated if she talk

decided against

to pullat his hands that

we can

then he swiftly took my hands and each of his hand wrapped against my wrists and pinned

you doing?" i frantically pulled my hands but his hands were as tight as a vise. "Mark, let

his hand, pulled against it again, hoping that I would be able to get him off me this time but it was

he pressed his body to mine

to the

shake his hands off me and managed out quite sternly.

as I said, he only pressed himself to me, such that I was sardined between him and the thin

me the last time we spoke? His voice came out raspy

the

impossibly closer, freezing all

didn't

+25 BONUS