I'm Divorcing with You, Mr Billionaire!

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side. Enthusiastic smiles and grins curled up my lips the closer I got to her. My short trip had com

as standing. I hadn't noticed for a second at first, but someone familiar walked quickly past me. I couldn't hel

usual. He probably didn't see me? Or if he maybe didn't recognize me again? I'd been gone for just three months, but if that was enough time for him not to know who I was again, fr

also had some makeup on. A right red body-con dress that hugged my curves in all the right places. In all, I was looking like a better and beautiful version of that self I left behind as "Mrs. Torres". I chuckled, proudly and pushed my sunglasses down fr

so freaking much!" She s

ed and I brushed off some strands from my fa

jokingly frowned, "so you

th," I shrugge

k here myself," Grace said, smiling. She leaned do

ked. It was a different car from what she'd dr

car?" I asked o

d been waiting for me to pop the ques

mmented. "Should probably g

bly? You're definite

ed a little incredulously,

rrow. It's almost

lick on the car remote before settling into the car. Then

airport when I finally broke the news to Grace, although

lance from the st

ar

d too surprised. Maybe it was because sh

past each other while I

the road, now practically gliding. I co

I so happy to hear that?" Her voice rose again until she

led when I noticed too. I must hav

ly drove up the winding road to our shared villa.

you off here, da

e?" I asked her

ty. Not the most enthusiastic about it, but I ju

d, unclicking

very single detail about your trip!" Sh

pulling out my suitcase, before I watched her turn

in overlooking the sea; a playground for the wealthy elite of the city. It was so good to be back home. I'd mi

hed against my skin as I reached for the doorknob, pushing t

returned to, a shot of fear danced its way sharply through my veins. I felt i

rywhere in my body. I knew instantly what that thing at my side

ed in a low and threatening voic

elp, but I knew that was a foolish move to make. His presence

the fear that had already taken hold. I realized then that the man

ercy. I knew that any sudden movements could provoke him further, s

criminal often meant being silenced, permanently. I

e. The dark presence of him s

p," he

understand what he meant,

ted, now opening my eyes to see his figure outlined in fro

blood marred the fabric of his shirt. Then my eyes tr

re was an air of authority about him, a confidence that spoke of someone accustomed to

told what he wanted me to do next. I gathered my resolve with trembling hands. He pulled off his jacket and th

removed the bullet himself, bu

" I sta

at down heavily o

"Do... do I get the fi

grunted at the

ds were trembling as I worked. He grunted in discomfort and grimaced as I moved, b

dn't do much but quickly moved to hide. I took this as a cue to answer the door, although I

anding there. He must have recognized me

abbed m

with me!"

off hi

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