Billionaire, Let's Divorce! by BELLA

Chapter 0165

It was then that I noticed the green hospital gown she had on. My puzzled frown still remained though, So how did you get into my house then?"

She smirked again, "This is why you should have agile people around you. Your poor neighbor is an old lady with an equally rotten, poor eyesight, she mistook me for whoever lives with you. I quickly told her I forgot my keys and you wouldn't pick up your phone, so she let me climb over her wall."

Wow. I mentally made a note to have a serious talk with the old lady. "But how did you get in the house?" I further inquired.

"You ask too much question, bitch," she pressed the gun that was now on my temple harder.

I rolled my eyes at the feel of the metal muzzle on my temple. If she would shoot my brains out, she would have by now, she wouldn't be indulging in stupid conversation that doesn't have anything to do with me dying.

I took the risk and strolled to the sofa in my room. I was too worn out. I didn't leave work to come and play twenty questions with my sister slash bugler.

the stoic expression on her face as she repositioned her stance

pressure and a bullet will come barreling out of the gun and into my skull or

sighed. I wasn't ready or interested in dying neither did I want to be involved

for her by

her-I was

"What do you want from me, Bella? Why have you

filled with anger, bitterness and most of all, desperation. "If it wasn't that you hired a lawyer for me, I would have made your brains and

at her. I didn't even think much about her request.

keys and credit card, I even took some of the cash in the drawer and handed

away as possible, I

her pocket like the thief that she was. I was waiting for her to leave so I could lock the door and recontact the

and staggered back. A