Billionaire, Let's Divorce!

TABITHA

I glared after Sharon as she strutted out of the cafe, head held high. In this run-down area, she looked so out of place. Even though she was casually dressed, she still smelt and looked like a billion dollar. Snatching her as our client would have been the best thing ever. But she was as lethal as she was rich. I could see that in the way she warned me off, the stoic set of her features since we met. She was not someone you could easily joke with or dupe. It was apparent. I should have listened to Sid.

Certain that if I pressed further, she would definitely get me arrested, I decided to let her be.

With no other option, I decided to sell my story.

"How was it?" The guys asked when I returned that day.

"Epic fail," was all I said before I retired to my room. And they knew very well to leave me be.

I brought up the footage of Dennis and I. It had been something I intended to keep to only myself and maybe show it to Dennis someday, but since he's refused, then I'll put it to use.

I spent the whole night editing the shit out of the pictures, making what normally would have looked okay look obscene.

By midnight, the pictures were to my satisfaction. I contacted the publisher, got my pay and sent the pictures to him.

The stupid marriage that made him reject me could go to hell.

****

ANASTASIA

"Hey baby," Dennis picked Amie up and pulled her in for a hug.

Today being a weekend, he returned early from work.

"So I don't deserve a hug, huh?" I teased, my arms crossed over my bossom asinwatched him pour all his attention to Amie. "Of course, you do, my love," he said and walked up to me to hug.

Amie giggled as she watched us.

I felt myself melt in his arms. "I thought you had a business meeting."

He nodded. "It was quicker than I expected."

Then he lowered his head and took my lips in a quick kiss.

After a quick chat with both of us, he went upstairs to check on Justin and also freshen up.

"How was school yesterday?" He asked Amie as we all had an early lunch.

He returned home very late yesterday so there was no chance to chat like they always did as Amie was already very sleepy.

She beamed, "Awesome!" And that was the permission she needed to ramble on about whatever went on in her classes yesterday.

After lunch, Amie returned to her room to take her afternoon nap.

I stayed with Dennis while he worked.

Whenever we weren't talking about the randomest things, I was scrolling through I*******m. I'd see a funny meme, I'd show him and we'd laugh about it.

But when I saw these pictures, my fingers froze stop the screen and my heart slammed against my chest and I knew this one would induce some serious talk. "Babe?" His voice jolted me out of the horror that was pictures of my husband having sex with another lady in what looked like a private pool. "Ana?" I finally turned to face him.

"Are you okay?" His smile waned. "I've been talking and you haven't said anything. Plus you look like you've just seen a ghost."

"I'd have preferred if that was what I saw," I bit out and turned the phone in his direction. "What are those?" I folded my arms across my chest.

His eyes widened when he picked up the phone and viewed the pictures. "Fuck!" He muttered under his breath and ran his fingers through his hair.

My brows rode up my hairline. A big part of me had hoped that he'd deny it, that he'd point out that it wasn't him.

"You haven't answered my question." I was surprised at how calm I sounded. I am screaming inside my head right now.

"I can explain. I swear, it's not what it looks like."

"You can explain!" I repeated incredulously feeling disgusted. "What the fucking hell, Dennis! When was this? Was this when we fought? Was this why you left me all alone?"

He looked taken aback. His brows scrunched up. "You didn't even let me explain and you're already. blaming me," he sounded angry and that only further infuriated me. He has no right to be angry.

"Tell me, what's there to explain? Tell me!" I yelled as I picked up the phone he'd dropped and thrust it in his face. "It's self explanatory There's no need to feed me with lies"

"Lower your voice, you'll wake Amie," was all he gritted out.

Then he wiped his palm over his face. "Look, I'm sorry that I allowed myself to be in that position but! swear it's not like it looks. These pictures have been doctored or

something."

I rubbed my temple, feeling a sudden headache come on. "Oh Dennis, how could you do this to me?" I lowered myself into the bed and whispered. "Why?"

"Listen..." I heard him say then he was by my side on his knees. "Let me explain."

I said nothing. I wasn't sure if I wanted to hear his damned explanation or not.

But by the time he was done with his explanation, I felt so bad for lashing out.

"I'm sorry you had to go through all that," I said as I wrapped my arms around him.

"Thank you," he said then he repeated. "I swear nothing happened between us aside what I told you. We only kissed and that was all, I left before anything else could happen."

"I know that, Dennis. I believe you."

"Thank you so much, Ana," he wrapped his arms tightly around my midriff burying his face in my stomach. "I'm so lucky to have you as mine."

Me too, I thought.

"Mommy?"

We both turned to see Amie on our room's doorway.

How long has she been there? I wondered.

"Why are you yelling at eachother? Are you fighting?" Her voice trembled.This content belongs to Nô/velDra/ma.Org .

I met Dennis' gaze before we both walked up to her. Dennis took her in his arms.

"Why were you fighting?" I was shocked to see that she was already tearing up.

"No, baby. It was just a little misunderstanding. And we're good now."

She sniffed. "Please, don't fight again."

"Of course not," I said.

As she sat with a bowl of ice cream, sniffing, I said to Dennis, "I think I'll take her grocery shopping later."