Billionaire, Let's Divorce! by BELLA

Sydney's POV

Those words ran in my head as if a sledgehammer was being slammed against the strongest iron wall in my head. Dong!

The ringing wouldn't stop. I would have held my head but I was still bound.

The forest was thrown into a fit of silence, even the music had drowned out. It was as if they were waiting for me to take it in.

I started to think back to when Doris introduced Mark to me? Does Doris know about this? I wondered.

Besides, how? How the hell was it possible that he wasn't Lucas. He looked like him, he spoke and behaved like Lucas, everything about him was as I remembered!

I snapped my gaze to him and my voice quivered as I asked, "You must be lying!" I let out between gritted teeth at the both of them. "If you don't want me again, Lucas, just fucking tell me. Why come up with such a sick story."

I could feel Luigi's gaze drilling into my temple and as I looked up at Lucas who was glaring at me, and a corner if his lips twitched from time to time.

should stop being a fuckin

burst out laughing boisterously and as much as I hated to admit it, now that I was equipped with the knowledge that he might not be Lucas, as I watched him, I could see some if

so hard.

myself. But I didn't want to believe it. I desperately

a joker just like this my friend here?" He nodded toward Luigi who was glaring at

this is enough. We've done enough damage,

and squatted before me, "Syd,

untie me. "And to enjoy this story, you have to be

I flexed my wrist and my ankle as I rested my back on the oak tree and perched on a raised platform on the ground. Sand must have gathered there during a storm or something. I thought

story, shall

I had many ideas. Hit him with a stone and flee, stab him with my nonexistent knife...several means but he had a gun and with one pull of his

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