Billionaire, Let's Divorce! by BELLA

Chapter 0218

Bella's POV

Killing Isaac and moving away from where I grew up, away from everything and everyone I ever knew was supposed to be a game changer.

I thought it would be a piece of cake. Well, I didn't exactly expect it to be easy but I had thought that with the load of money and car I got from Sydney, it would be easier.

At that time, I remember being the happiest for a while. And at some point, I thought, "Maybe Killing does make people happier."

Because I felt absolute peace and happiness when I saw Isaac drop down before that prison that day. I had prepared myself to rot in jail just to make sure that Isaac never gets to breathe and exist again. His existence was a constant pain for me.

me - my whole fucking life. If I hadn't fallen in love with him, I'd have had a wonderful life with Mark as my husband, or a better person. It'd have been the life I wanted - glamorous and love filled. One my parents never had but then Isaac

now. I hope he's going

and I was ready to serve jail time. The excuse of me being mentally unstable was only to reduce my term and their strictness. I hadn't expected that my sister would bail me out. In that moment, a flood of emotions washed over me relief at avoiding prison, but also resentment towards Sydney for always having things work out for her

been sorted and I would be transferred to an asylum, I knew Sydney was a good person, a lucky one. It was what used to annoy me about her. She seemed to have everything set, like she knew where she was headed. Whereas, Isaac was what made me - he took my naive young heart and crushed it, setting me on a dark path full of rage and

never confronted them, but I knew they forced Sydney into the wedding with Mark. They always favored her, putting her needs first while brushing me aside. When I got arrested for murdering the man who deceived me, they hadn't even bothered to visit. If they attempted to get me out, I had no idea. But their cold indifference at such a pivotal moment was the final straw - in my mind,

fine upstairs, the only place I had in mind was Sydney's. Maybe it was an unconscious desire

away was always present, haunting my every step. I took my baths in public toilets and ate lots of junk, adopting a skid row

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Chapter 0218