I'm Divorcing with You, Mr Billionaire!

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ext to me. I was finally out of that house. Not far ahead on the street, I noticed headlights flashing b

I stood, and an even more flamboyant woman sat in the driver's

as G

ays. Because we both shared a passion for fashion, we decided to turn our dreams into reality by co-founding

signing jewelry at our equally jointly owned studio, Atelier. Atelier was a high-end fashion studio catering to an el

ext. Playful banter between us was as natural as breathing. I stepped into the

astard and return to work?" Grac

hree years of your life being a housewife, takin

I was blind, but now I ca

are wide open now. We've got a whole lot to run, and we can'

thing... with that guy? I hated it on you!" She glanced briefly

indirectly and directly-to show her disapproval. Sometimes openly, other times more subtly, like hesitating before congratulating me on another an

ll those frumpy dresses

I laugh

ver seen you wear so much beige in my life. And the day I sa

"Oh, come on. You know I was just trying to

ss you're out

sing funny, so I play

looked pretty good in

upper lip in mock disgust

ot only did his insults hurt, but what hurt even more was the public humiliation when others witnessed it. The incident eventually reached my parents, leading to f

Goodness. I

the gas pedal. The engine roared to life as she dash

are we he

rse. I've got a sudden

ome over to my place for the nig

st want to get

on the car door while the other stayed on th

interested in buying the website. And I kid

l talk about that when I return," I said, glancing a

llen into. I knew my parents were going to be mad; they always were when I tried to break free from their demanding decision

clicked my seatbelt and reached for my handbag, eagerly taking

rst. "Alright, alright," I added as the r

curiously. "Who w

ally. Grace gave me a suspiciou

hed, carrying a briefcase. Recognizing him immediately, I

professionally, and I return

called earlier to help d

elope containing the papers. While he did, I glance

d through them one by one, feeling an ove

em?" the man asked. I shook my head

ts. "Here, here," flipping through them, "o

required my signature, finally han

well and will send yours too," he said,

end them t

do," h

hanks," shak

" he replied

or behind me, I let out a heavy sigh. It f

ely asking, "So, are you goi

d, "That was the lawyer. I

you crazy? You're actually giving up asking him for alimony? H

t to divorce him as soon as possible! I'm a million

a hundred million..." She looked

. We're bigger than that anyway. I

e reached out and squeezed my hand.

ed her hand in return. We must have looked like two typi

et's get your things," she said, getting out of the car to help

s in town, the Queen is back!"

is back, everyone!"