The Billionaire's regret: a second chance at love
Noticing his intentions, the surge of strength, and the possibility that he might be cheating on me, coupled with the frustration of trying to impress him for three years and still not being good enough, I shoved him apart.
My eyes darted around but the room was empty, however, the smirk on the corner of his lips made me believe otherwise.
“I am not interested in this unfruitful marriage anymore, I want to get divorced.” He repeated.
Desperation flowed through my veins as I clutched his hands, pleading, hoping my worst nightmare wouldn’t come to reality.
My voice trembled as tears threatened to resurface. My lips quivered as I clutched the robe “Please, we can fix this. Let’s not take this c