Billionaire, Let's Divorce! by BELLA

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"First, why are you trying to reach her?" That was the first question that Grace blurted out.

I told her why I needed to reach either Rise or Sandra and her mouth formed an 'O' then she pouted, "I really feel bad for him."

"Me too," I murmured back. My eyes followed Grace as she got back to work; she seemed to be joining some fabrics with a tiny needle.

"Now that Rose isn't picking up, I guess I have to call Sandra," I shrugged and with my lips twisted unpleasantly, I dialed Sandra's number. As I dialed her line, I wondered how come I had it. She answered almost immediately, as if she had been expecting my call.

"Hello?"

*Sandra. It's Sydney."

brief pause then, "Sydney?" She

a low groan but I ignored it and kept talking, "I just learned from her that you haven't visited your fiancé since he's been in the

"So?"

if you don't genuinely love him, you should consider the amount of money he willingly spent on you and the engagement. It's unfair, you should at least go and see him," I reproached

to have our engagement ceremony so he's not really my fiancé yet. That being said, I have no obligation to

guys are dating and you're the one he intends to get married to and spend the rest of his life with. The least you can do is to be by his side in

those 'you're so boring' groans, "Spare me. What am I? A nurse? Besides, that's why

"Sandr-"

from a serious accident, how am I supposed to live with that?! I simply cannot accept that! The marriage won't even work, it will be a disaster. You know, I

hanging open. She could also hear Sandra's utterances as the call was on speaker. The hell! How much more stupid could this

was fuming with anger but I suppressed it." How would I know how he is in bed,

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