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.

all a stranger. But something, intuition perhaps, made me reach

"Hello?"

a familiar voice purred,

waiting *for a response, I

it

was contaminated.

almost rolling my eyes. I didn't have the energy for another confrontation. So I crawled

Adam's frustrated voice drifted

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to talk about this. Just hear me out for a

sound

could he possibly say to redeem

back for years? Oops, my bad for

imagining all the ways I could make him suffer for what he'd

held my breath, straining to hear if he was still out there. There was no sound. Did he give

last conscious thought

golden light of late afternoon. For a blissful moment, I forgot everything but only for a few seconds, then I remembered again and the knot in my stomach tightened once

ceiling, and maybe trying to summon the energy to face the world. Then I threw back the covers

turned the handle, cracking the door

directly in front of

frowned. Was I

directions. There was no sign

be done with it because it was probably some pathetic attempt at an apology. As

part of me that was too curious for my own good. I wanted to know what was inside. What

to

didn't make any noise when I shook it gently. No ticking, at least, so