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.

voice fill me

Why couldn't I remember?

you all night. I was so worried. When you didn't show up for dinner, I thought...well, I didn't know what to think. Then some guy answered your phone, said you'd had too much

of memory-Mia's smug face, a phone screen filled with damning messages and photos. Then the stirring with the wooden stopped

of ginger and garlic that should have been comforting was now turning my

to me. Are you mad about something? Did I

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my

Why

appearance. He looked like he didn't sleep all night. For

I smiled, "I'm fine."

"But-"

reaching past him to grab my bowl

"I said I'm fine."

As I walked away, I could

I didn't turn around.

dying of thirst. His adam's apple

forced myself to take a sip

next move.

Confront him now?

until the fog

after the confrontation,

direction, and I quickly averted my eyes to focus on

I

I can feel it. Please, talk to me. Whatever it

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through it together. I'm here

pouring the hot soup over his head, then 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

He nodded, seeming relieved.

course. I was just worried. You never

hummed noncommittally, taking another sip of soup. "How

started giving me details of

lie after lie that made the anger in me grow like a living

with Mia," I said

are

bowl down carefully,