Billionaire, Let's Divorce! by BELLA

Chapter 0356

EMILY'S POV

A dull throbbing behind my eyes pulled me from the depths of unconsciousness. I groaned, rolling onto my side and burying my face in the pillow. The sudden movement seemed to make me feel more nauseous and I lay still, willing my stomach to settle.

Some fragments of memories zipped through my mind...a bar... whiskey burning my throat... angry words spilling from my lips; trying to piece all of them together only intensified the pounding in my head. I opened my eyes to the rays of sunlight dancing through a gap in the curtains and it was painfully bright. I blinked rapidly so that my vision would gradually adjust to the surroundings, which I soon noticed was my bedroom.

But how did I get here?

The last thing I remembered was...what? Falling? Someone catching

me?

I pushed myself up to a sitting position, immediately regretting the sudden movement as my head spun again. Clutching my temples, I took deep breaths and tried to ward off another wave of nausea. Questions began swirling in my mind, each one bringing with it a fresh ache to my temples.

Who brought me home?

What happened after I blacked out?

And why did I feel like I was forgetting something important?

The effort of trying to remember proved too much. I got out of bed and stood on shaky legs. First things first, I needed to deal with this

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hangover.

I shuffled to the kitchen, still squinting against the bright morning light. My body moved on autopilot, gathering ingredients for my tried-and-true hangover soup. Ginger, garlic, chicken broth, which was a soothing routine that required little thought from my foggy brain.

While I chopped vegetables, I heard,

"Emily."

The voice came from behind me, startling in its familiarity. Something stirred in my chest like a mix of emotions I couldn't quite place. Anger, hurt, betrayal...why? The soup forgotten, I gripped the edge of the counter as a fresh wave of pain lanced through my skull.

"Em? Are you okay?"

Then when the footsteps approached, I tensed up.

fill me

Why couldn't I remember?

for dinner, I thought...well, I didn't know what to think. Then some guy answered your phone, said you'd had too much to

smug face, a phone screen filled with damning messages and

soup. The smell of ginger and

mad about something?

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hand touched my

on? Why are you ignoring

didn't sleep all night. For a moment, I almost felt

I smiled, "I'm fine."

"But-"

reaching past him to grab my

"I said I'm fine."

standing bewildered in the kitchen. As I walked away, I could feel

I didn't turn around.

thirst.

forced myself to take a sip

next move.

Confront him now?

the fog of my

after the confrontation,

my direction, and I quickly averted my

was coming to where I was so

can feel it. Please,

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work through it together.

watching his face contort in pain and shock. The image was so vivid and satisfying that my hand twitched on the bowl. "Nothing's wrong, Adam. I just went out for a few drinks last night. Didn't

He nodded, seeming relieved.

I was just worried. You never

sip of soup. "How was your

lit up, and he started

I noted every lie after lie that made the anger in

must have had a really great time with Mia,"

"What are

my bowl down carefully, meeting