Billionaire, Let's Divorce!

The car screeched noisily on the tarred road and I felt myself slightly thrown forward as I suddenly stepped on the brake and the car came to an abrupt halt.

I turned to my side to see Bella squatting in front of the Torres mansion's gate. What a pity, Bella couldn't get in without Mark's approval.

She must have noticed that I was the one in the car because she straightened up and stomped toward the car. She slapped her palm on the body of the car. "Get out of the car!" She shouted and I almost burst out laughing.

What right was she trying to exercise now? Or was it authority?

Even though Rose hated me so much and I was getting a divorce, I doubted Bella had any chance with Mark unless she'd continue to be in the shadows of whoever he marries next. Rose would definitely and equally look down on Bella just as she had done with me since we came from the same background. Besides, I trusted Doris, after seeing that video, I was sure Bella already disgusts her. If Mark ever made any attempt to wed Bella, Doris would be highly against it.

The Torres family and mine were two worlds apart. Theirs was in a higher rank and my family was ready to do anything to climb to theirs. I fleetingly wondered the shock that my divorce would bring to them- since it was their only connection to the Torres family.

If only Bella had not taken Mark for granted. Three years ago, Mark had truly fallen in love with Bella, overlooking the glaring fact that she didn't come from a family as wealthy as his. Mark's family, as expected, had highly disapproved of Bella but Mark didn't give up on their love. He had fought for a long time and made many concessions before his family finally agreed to their union.

Unfortunately, Bella seemed to have given up long before. Or maybe there was nothing to even give up in the first place. She had not cherished Mark's effort, instead she chose to fly away with some lover. She flung away an opportunity as golden as that without thinking twice and now she wanted in again? I shook my head, what she didn't know was that opportunities like that only came once.This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

"Are you deaf!" Bella's grating voice pulled me out of my slight sympathy for her. "I said get down from the car. Why are you shaking your head?"

The guts! If I were a bystander, I would really admire Bella's confidence.

I looked at her. She must have, somehow, gotten a whiff that we were finally divorcing She was here to confirm it herself but she couldn't even get to the door. Why didn't she just call-Mark instead, I wondered..

I took a deep breath. I opened the door and stepped down from the car, deciding to let everything go for the moment. All the anger, the contempt for making me take her place, I put it all aside. No matter how horrible she might be, she was still my sister. If not for the hate that was always driving the both of us, I would never sit back and watch my sister go astray.

Now, I stood by the car, ready to treat and speak sense into her head like a sister would do to a sister that they care for. I wanted to make her see reality, and open her eyes to the doom that was right before her.

"What?!" She yelled before I could even get a word out, her eyes filled with resentment for me, "Did you divorce Mark yet?"

I rolled my eyes and tried to tame the sizzling annoyance in me but it was hard. Of course, that was why

she was here.

"What?" I said nonchalantly, "Can you not contact him? I pointed to the gate, "Or perhaps go in there and ask him? Why squat before gates to waylay me and interrogate me?"

She swallowed and her lashes fluttered as she looked away for a brief second. I smirked, I had hit the nail on the head, huh? She didn't want to admit that the security wouldn't let her in unless Mark ordered them

to..

"Look," she licked her lips and faced me, "I want to know from you." She lied dumbly, "Just tell me, are you guys done with all the divorce processes?"