Billionaire, Let's Divorce! by BELLA

ANASTASIA

"Or would you rather wait in his office?" He glanced around the place and flashed me an apologetic smile. "I don't think the boss would appreciate it if I let you wait here."

I smiled. "Anywhere is fine, really. I just want to wait till he returns."

"Then you should wait in his office," he deadpanned. "Please, you're the boss' wife."

I rolled my eyes. "Fine. Then I turned to my left. It's this way, right?" I pointed to the furnished stairway.

He nodded. "Yes, let me escort you."

"Okay." I stepped aside so he could lead the way.

I didn't like all the formality and deference. It made me feel really out of place than I already was. If I knew my way, I would have preferred if he didn't 'escort' me.

I admired the design of the hallway as we passed through it. It all screamed Dennis. Dark and intricate.

My attention returned to the manager when he suddenly stopped walking and stopped before a dark aok door.

"Here we are," he said in a cheery tone as he began to wrap his fingers around the doorknob.

"Oh no, there's no need for that." I stopped him and quickly took hold of the door knob.

Almost bowing to me and escorting me was enough. There was no way I'd let him open doors for me.

glanced up at me. "Oh please,

me so well, manager. I appreciate it. You can go back to

out the chair I'd sit on for me but

"Thank you."

was,

face froze as I took in the long-legged girl

her gaze fixed on me as she uncrossed her legs and

around the room. Oh no. Am I in the

"Um, who are you?"

to toe and back before she answered my question. She folded her arms across her chest and the action caused her boobs to spill up the top of her shirt that was unbuttoned. She

office, who dresses to work like

pull down her skirt as though they were stretchy and would magically

Her eyes flickered around the room, her lips curled in a shaky smile. "Umm... good day, ma'am. I'm the head bartender. I'm sorry, I was just here to

had rushed past me and scampered

stared at the doorway for

my head and turned around headed for the

"For all I know, this one might have

I was sure she took nothing. There was nothing in her hands and her outfit was to small to hide anything

curved in a smile, I giggled. "I bet she came in to enjoy the

as I remembered the manager's words. "Didn't

home. Atleast, he'd eventually come home and I

our friendship and marriage was just anxiety. Dennis loves me and he'd definitely not let this ruin

just staring