I'm Divorcing with You, Mr Billionaire!

K'S

and I held it as I slowly rose. I looked around, wonde

ied to remember. It didn't even take a

s, and I had left every task to speak some sense int

verything ha

eeth as I got off the bed. I glimpsed some medica

? Why was she taking th

t walls reverberated through the

he heck

stood there speechless. Some fl

me that morning: the last time they saw her was with a suitcase when she waltzed out of my house. I remembered that day, too. I had bee

cked the garage. It honestly felt like I was going mad. My growling

ming shower that did nothing to calm me

k a painkiller from the medicines on m

shrugged into my suit j

d hard on the pedal. I was past the speed limit, but it was the only way

ttention. Now s

o my assistant the moment he

at the villa and rushed you to a nearby clinic before I took yo

d tell me not to call her Mrs. Torres but Miss Turne

e, my rage building with each w

ce agreement. Here it is," he placed the file in front of me. "I received it just before you

blind rage, I gripped the sheets of

re out!" I told him sternly. If she wanted me to

as she playing at? Had she gone crazy? Wasn't it enough that I let her stay in my h

r that word again, ev

straightened, and I sus

es on her, my anger evaporated to an extent, but I could still feel it-the itc

ed to ignore it as she sashayed her hips toward me and perched

he gesture. "You've been working all month. We haven't seen each other for a long t

stant picking up the papers and shuffling th

the papers so I could shred them like I had the p

cheeks pressed on my thighs, her fingers intermittently fiddling with my collar an

ney's stunts and her desperation for attention and focus on the woman in my arms

t me. My heart momentarily skipped a beat, and my lips st

oney. You kno

. "You should alway

hers, and my lips grazed hers in a brief kiss. "S

er pout in place. Her pupils rolled up as she thought about what she wanted.

" I raise

igns the best jewelry. All the girls in t

her waist. "Done. I will make s

y heart swelled. "Thank you!" She

for Sydney too. It would shut her up and make her fee

peering into mine. "This Sunday is my

ied to accommodate the date of someone's

throwing a party, and I want you there. I'm sure Dad does too," she looked away and ransacked her tiny

card. You're coming," s

estors, which meant more money, and more money meant more work. I couldn't affor

pped. If I could make time to attend this party, I could accom

how urgent it was to knock some sense into Sydney's head and remind her that ou

d be a few hours away from w

ime and attend." I placed a kis

wait!" Sh