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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went back into her arms after I left.

softened as her hand reaching out to squeeze

and have fun. Show yourself and him, that life

to crumble. Maybe she was right. Maybe hiding away wasn't the

a deep

was how I was roped into going to a club when I should be mourning my lost love. As Clara helped me get ready, applying makeup to hide the traces of tears and choosing

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

to be pushing out the

us a new round

she giggled, her face flushed from

made my way to the

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everything feel slightly surreal.

my order, tapping my fingers on the sticky

for you?" came a firm gruff voice from beside

I turned to him with a straight face, I knew

said simply and looked away, hoping he'd take

associated with that word. His mere presence screams trouble. Gangs fight, violence, gun fights, name it, Dennis would always

beautiful, don't be like that." His voice was smooth,

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

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

picked up my drinks and turned to leave. I was so eager

lights of the club stretching into long, disorienting streaks. I felt my hands drop the drinks,

Then I was falling