Billionaire, Let's Divorce! by BELLA

Chapter 0357

EMILY'S POV

The burden I'd been carrying for the past day seemed to have reduced on my shoulders because, now, it was out in the open and I'd confronted him.

No doubt, the pain was still there, raw and throbbing, but it was accompanied by a fierce sense of

liberation.

My eyes went to my closet on the other side of the room, which was filled with designer clothes and shoes. I was already beginning to calculate in my head how long it would take for me to pack all of my belongings; how many bags would I need to make sure left and left nothing behind?

Or maybe I could just walk out and leave everything behind. It would be so easy to just disappear and start fresh somewhere new where no one knew me as Adam's wife or as part of the country's elite.

But then, on another hand was the media frenzy that would undoubtedly follow the news of our separation. The gossip and speculations were always waiting in a corner, for the right time to be spread. Power Couple Splits,' would be a front page-worthy headline for sure.

People would talk, they always did. They liked to dissect other people's lives to look for signs they might have missed.

Maybe some would pity me.

Maybe others would blame me and say "She must have driven him to cheat," "Maybe if she'd been a

better wife..."

I shook my head as I felt some anger flaring up again. No. Fuck all of that. Fuck what people would say; fuck their judgments and their gossip. I was Emily fucking Cartwright before I became Emily Sinclair, and I'd be damned if I let fear of public opinion keep me trapped in a loveless and disrespectful marriage.

Just then, the shrill sound of my phone ringing cut through my thoughts.

I stared down at the device lying innocuously on the bed as its screen lit up with an unknown number.

I considered ignoring it. I wasn't in the mood to deal with anyone right now, least of all a stranger. But something, intuition perhaps,

"Hello?"

familiar voice purred, "Have you

life and my dealings are none of your fucking business," I snarled into the phone and without waiting *for a response, I jabbed the end call button. "That bitch" I muttered, tossing the phone onto the bed

it

was contaminated.

my eyes to the door and I already knew m who it was, almost rolling my eyes. I didn't have the energy for another confrontation. So I crawled into bed and pulled the covers up

voice

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about this. Just hear me out for a

shut because the sound of his voice

could he possibly say to redeem

your back for years? Oops, my

continued, interspersed with Adam's pleas, but I tuned it out. My mind was imagining all the ways I could

stopped. I held my breath, straining to hear if he was still out there. There was no sound. Did he give up already? Hell, he couldn't even knock for an

my last conscious thought must have been a vague hope that when I woke up, this would all turn out

I forgot everything but only for a few seconds, then I remembered

trying to summon the energy to face the world. Then I threw back the covers off my body

I turned the handle, cracking the door

a box sitting directly in front of

Was I

checking the hallway in both directions. There was no sign

reason, I wanted to kick it down the stairs and be done with it because it was probably some pathetic attempt at an apology. As

what was inside. What did he think was worth leaving outside my door? What

down to pick up the

make any noise when I