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

her hand reaching out to squeeze

there and have fun. Show yourself and him, that life goes on no

her eyes. My resolve began to crumble. Maybe she was right.

took a deep

applying makeup to hide the traces of tears and choosing an outfit that made me feel somewhat confident, I tried to push

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

of the music seemed to be

get us a new round this

you," she giggled, her face flushed

my way to the bar area. The alcohol was still buzzing through my system

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everything feel slightly surreal.

the cups before the bar guy and told him my

that for you?" came a firm

with a straight face, I knew who it

I said simply and looked away,

His mere presence screams trouble. Gangs fight, violence, gun fights, name it, Dennis would always be the head.

don't be like that." His voice

as I waited for my drinks, deliberately ignoring him. But I knew

"A big drinker and a snob? Sexy," he drawled, leaning

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

a blur, with the lights of the club stretching into long, disorienting streaks. I felt my hands

Then I was falling