Billionaire, Let's Divorce! by BELLA

Chapter 0378

ANASTASIA

I dropped to the floor of the driveway as I watched his car drive off into the night.

My heart tightened in my chest and I gripped it, hoping to stop it from wrenching itself. My head ached as tears slowly rolled down my cheeks. At first it was just a brief gasps as I tried to hold myself steady but it soon turned into loud sobs.

I was thankful for the darkness of the night that cloaked me as I cried over my marraige that was starting to fall apart, but what I mourned more was our friendship. The beautiful selfless friendship I had with my husband.

Dennis, no matter how upset he was, has never walked out on me. He has never raised his voice at me. He never even wants to see me cry.

I knew I was on the v

excrutiating pain I fel.

of losing my friend but I had no idea what to do. All I could do was let out this ny chest through the endless tears that ran down my cheeks.

Multiple cars passed by but I didn't care. I just stared at those cars, wishing one of them was Dennis'. I sat there for a long time and wailed until I couldn't make any sound again. I looked ahead but I could see nothing. My tears had clouded my vision. I sat there, motionless, and just let the hot tears roll down my cheeks.

Finally, when the hoots of owls and cries of crickets filled the night, I dragged myself up and trudged to the door. My hands trembled as my fingers wrapped around the doorknob and I pushed it open. Once inside, I staggered up the stairs to our room. Then I walked to the bed and slowly went under the duvet.

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head ached terribly. The best option was to stay in bed all day. But I dragged myself from the bed and took a long lazy bath. Sluggishly, I donned myself in a suit pant

care in the world, are the best days to go make-up free but I couldn't. My eye were

grabbed my concealer and smeared a large amount on my face

grabbed my bag from the couch, took one

opened the front door, I came face to

his face to his raised hand and

to knock?" I shook my head. That was the wrong question. "What are

just passing by," he briefly glanced back. I followed his gaze to the car parked by the side of the

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thought to stop by."

inquire how he knew I lived here but it didn't matter. What mattered was that what he

wrong.

for that," I told him as I stepped out

might seem honest but it wouldn't be perceived well by

stuffed his

to ask him if he

it dumb to ask if Dennis was home just after he watched me lock the door. Would I lock my husband in

I

against it. means well. He's just

"He isn't home."

All night, as I sobbed and whimpered,