Billionaire, Let's Divorce! by BELLA

Chapter 0144

I sighed and ignored his question. I continued working on his suit. Over the last few weeks, Mark and I

we could both feel that there was had eased into this platonic and business partners relationship b something simmering underneath all of our formalities and professionalism. Neither of us acknowledged it; it was also why I usually never want to spend too much time with him, especially alone. Now, I just wanted to be done as soon as possible and leave from there.

But I should have known that he wouldn't back down. Mark was never the type to shy away or back down from anything.

"I asked you a question," he deadpanned,

I sighed again. I really wasn't up for any bantering this morning. "It's your wedding day, Mark," I said, sounding bored. "Why would you ask me a question like that?"

I shook my head and spared him a glance before I made the final touches on getting his suit well fitted on him. I took a step back, my eyes raked up and down his fit form and I managed a smile. From a distance, you would be able to tell that the suit was specially tailored just for him. It fitted perfectly on his broad shoulders and slightly narrowed to rest snugly on his waist.

"To be honest? I like what I see or rather, what Grace had conjured up. You look like a willing groom."

I was still admiring the suit on him so I had no idea what his facial expression was because he didn't say anything. But his shoulders lifted in a small shrug, "Because I want to ask you a question like that. Answer

1. me.

an eye, he just blankly stared

arms against my chest. "What kind of answer

forced myself to relax. He would not hurt me, I told myself. For a while, he just stared into my eyes, searching, as if he would find

stubborn

sake, you're getting

His grip on my chin

anymore," I said

looked down and smoothed his jacket. As he did so, he asked without looking up, "Are you telling the

worries, I can tell you those too." I turned around and started to pick up my

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when I suddenly felt hands curl around my arms. I reflexively breathed in his manly scent and cologne as it filled my space, his sturdy chest

my

back.

you doing?" I asked tehtatively,