Billionaire, Let's Divorce! by BELLA

Chapter 0247 "Mommy!"

Amie rushed into my embrace and for the first time since I heard the terrible news at work, a genuine smile marred my lips..

"My baby!" I attacked her face with kisses and she giggled cutely." How was school?"

"Fine! I answered a question today."

"Oh that's my baby," I gave her a high five and asked her to tell me. about the question she answered and she proceeded to ramble

away.

Just as we stepped out of the school's building, her homeroom. teacher walked up to me.

"I forgot to give you this," she said after she greeted me and handed me a form. "We'll be taking the kids on a trip before the semester runs out. If she'd be going, ensure you fill this form and return it before next week."

"Okay. Thank you, I'll get back to you." I told her and Amie and I got on the way.

In the taxi, I found myself staring at the plush f*e for the excursion as Amie blabbered on about how she'd love to go.

"Mommy, the video they showed us of the last set that went was so fun. We even talked to some of the students and they said they couldn't wait until they could go again. I really have to go on this excursion, mommy..."

I tuned her out as I worried if tomorrow would be the day I'd get laid

off. If I do, what do I do? I sighed. I had better start updating my resume and start drafting application letters.

see Amie's worried expression, the excitement on her face gone "he searched my eyes, "Are

smile. "Of course, I

"How was work today?"

smiled, "It was

was back to yapping about the trip and

brought it

"Hello?"

Joe from Smith's Auto Repair. We've finished assessing the damage to your car, and I'm afraid it's going to be a bit

need to pay to get my car fixed and I

to get back to you on that," I managed out even though I

call, Amie once again

my resume in case the new owner would like to look

could hear Amie's soft breathing

form tucked away in my bag. The cost seemed insurmountable now, with the uncertainty looming over my job. But

had been up all night. I dragged myself to the shower, hoping the cold water would wash away some

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hadn't put in so much effort in looking as professional as I could in a long time until today. Every crease was pressed, every hair in place. If this was to be

notice board. There's a list of the names of the employees that

looked through it a second time to be sure. I sagged in utter relief. I gave words of encouragement to the ones whose name appeared on the list, then I went back

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that were occupied yesterday now stood bare, personal items cleared out. The silence was punctuated only by