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Billionaire, Let's Divorce! by BELLA

Chapter 147
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Chapter 0147 "I hope he'll be fine," Grace said sombrely.

"I do too," I murmured back.

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Grace sighed and then there was a pause. "I don't think anyone here has heard. Preparations are still in full swing. Should I inform them? "I don't know, Grace. Do whatever feels right," I told her weakly, uninterested.

She sighed again. "I don't know if I should feel sad for our major sponsor or to gloat over Sandra's misfortune of losing her fiancé." Sydney said, "Let's just pray for our major sponsor, after all, his money is very important to us." But it wasn't just his money for me. If it was just his money, my heart wouldn't be hurting so much.

Grace solemnly echoed, "Yeah, I'll take care of the company's affairs, stay with him if you have to. If anything happens, just call me." I nodded. "Thank you." I was about to end the call when she called my name. "Sydney?" "Yes?" I answered in a small voice.

"Stay strong for him," she said. A tear rolled down my face and my throat felt clogged. I furiously wiped it and nodded.

"I will." Then I ended the call.

I leaned against the wall of the ambulance and looked outside the mirror of the window as the car moved in a steady pace to the hospital.

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At the hospital, they were all rushed out and each of them was admitted to their own ward. The assistant was placed in a normal ward since his injuries weren't severe, the driver was admitted to an emergency room while Mark was immediately rushed into an operating room.

I hadn't been allowed inside the operating room so I just leaned against the wall outside the room. Doris' words replayed in my head,...our family may seem large, but after I'm gone, Mark will be all alone..." Doris had been right. Every single word in that statement was fucking right. It's been an hour now and the news of his accident, as expected, had spread. Short clips of his car wreckage and of him being rushed into an ambulance had gone viral yet no one had rushed over and showed up to see how he was doing. Not his fiancée, Sandra or even his mother talkless of his extended relatives.

For a moment, I stared at the door to the operating room in frustration. I shook my head and looked away. "What am I even doing here?" I muttered bitterly under my breath. For crying out loud, I am his ex wife, not his wife or mother so why does my heart hurt at the mere thought that he was in pain? I walked to the wall facing the door and leaned against it. I could leave now. I could force myself to leave but I would not be fulfilling the promise I made to Doris, I would be betraying the solid trust she had in me. After a long while, my eyes fixated on the door to the operating room, it finally opened. The doctes +25 BONU Chapter 014 the door behind him. I sprang upright and rushed to him, "How is he?" The doctor calmly took off his mask. He wasn't smiling as he looked atthen he said heavily, "His injuries are very serious, ma'am." I clasped my palms together, wafting for him to continue. "But we have done our best to stabilize his condition, now it's up to when he wakes up."

I nodded, feeling a bit relieved. Now I just had to wait for his uncaringm cso I fiancée and mother to cso I could leave but the doctor wasn't done.

He added hesitatingly, "You should be prepared for what he might be like when he wakes up," his unreadable eyes flashed with pity Based on past experience, he might beca..." the doctor paused, seeming to find the right words. He pressed his lips together, "He might seem a bit demented or even lose his memory, that's up to fate and how strong his system is."

My heart thumped in my chest and I took a staggering step back. I blinked at him. I opened my mouth to speak but I couldn't form any words. I didn't even want to imagine the disastrous consequences this bad news would bring. I didn't want to think of what fate would befall Mark. RULE #1 choose married women They have reason to keep things secret, as do you.

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