Billionaire, Let's Divorce! by BELLA

Chapter 0243

"I will," I ran my fingers through my hair and plonked on the bed, feeling the soft mattress sink beneath me. The weight of the day's emotions pressed down on me and made even the simple act of sitting up feel like a monumental task.

"I just need time."

Clara's eyes softened with concern, but her voice remained firm.

"Well, you don't have that time," she started to pull me up gently but insistently. "Because I'm going to the club and you're coming with me."

I felt a surge of resistance well up inside me.

"No," I said definitely and started to pull away, my body tensing. "I'm not going anywhere."

The thought of facing a crowd, of pretending to be okay when my world had just shattered, seemed impossible.

"Please, Ana," Clara pleaded desperately. "I can't watch you go away like this. You're my best friend, and seeing you like this... it breaks my heart."

I sighed. "Just let me have this night. It's been four years!"

Clara shook her head, "Doesn't matter. Four years or four decades, cheating is cheating."

Clara- I started, but she cut me off.

“I'm sure he's probably still humping some other lady and you're here sulking pathetically." Her blunt words hit me like a slap, forcing me to confront the reality I was trying to avoid.

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The girl was in his house after all. He probably went back into her arms after

hand reaching out

this. You should yo out there and have fun. Show yourself and him, that life goes on no

eyes. My resolve began to crumble. Maybe she was right. Maybe hiding away

took a deep breath,

helped me get ready, applying makeup to

pulsing lights, throbbing music, and the press of bodies all around us. At first, it was overwhelming, but as the night wore on, I was finally getting caught up in the energy of it all. It wasn't such a bad idea though. In fact, I'm glad I am out here, I thought

rhythm of the music seemed to be

round this time," I told

of you," she giggled, her face

way to

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everything feel slightly surreal.

before the bar guy and told him my order, tapping my fingers on the sticky counter as I

that for you?" came a firm gruff

a straight face, I

and looked away, hoping

could never be associated with that word. His mere presence screams trouble. Gangs fight, violence, gun fights, name it, Dennis would always be the

that." His voice was smooth,

my drinks, deliberately ignoring him. But

"A big drinker and a snob? Sexy,"

barman was done, I picked up my drinks and turned to leave. I was so eager to get back to

taken a step when the world started to swirl in front of me. Rapidly, everything became a blur, with the lights of the club

Then I was falling