Married to the Billionaire to Divorce Him

ss teenager, this wouldn't have happened."H

e you serious? you are the on

ing a shadow over me. "Stopped out of nowhere? If you'd been p

"Oh, I noticed. I noticed your oversi

Oversized ego? That's funny coming from someone who can't even manage

me. "Don't you dare call me sweetheart. And don't try to turn

ve no idea how to take responsib

y when I should. But this? This is on you, Mr. Fancy Car and Expensive Suit

at the mirror can appreciate

a small

ell! There is nothing even special abo

ance between us. I instinctively stepped back until my back hit th

ard by the intensity of his gaze. He put one hand on th

hair. He was handsome in the most infuriating way, like he knew exactly how good he looked and u

reathe. But then his smirk retu

hat there was nothing special about my face" he whispered

aze. "Think before I-?" My voice

like pushing against a brick wall. He didn't budge. Ins

ng from within, my cheeks tur

ck before finally stepping away.

he walked back to his c

ember this!" I shouted. "A

l the audacity to wink at me with a stupid sm

d out my phone to take a picture of his license plate.

ight into mine. A loud thu

oth

second, ther

ed. "ARE YOU

m his car. He brushed his hair with his h

ion? Comple

resp

close to mine...wh

arted to hurt. It felt like I was going to lose my min

ar, then at him, my brain struggl

g back to me, his expression still complete

that

rying-not to scream. "Not that bad? A

ramatic. "It's just a small accident

d not jus

Wow. Unbelievable. First, you nearly get us into an accident, and no

w. "You mean the wo

. "Are you ser

if it bothers you that

ed. "Th

the most normal conversation ever. He looked at it, then at me

'll take care of it." He st

"Oh, so now you want to be responsible

ding back his emotions. "I'm just

Because I clearly remember you wa

. "So what do you want then? You want to stand here all

ething at him. Prefer

ce hanging by a single thread. "Fine.

nally..thought

I quickly typed it into my phone, labeling him as

of his name, of wha

sunglasses again. "There! you have my number and I have you

said sweetly, stepping aside.

seconds, the engine came on, and he sped off, leaving me stan

ar, running a hand over the damaged part of my

driver's seat, I received

ed, ope

Try not to crash into an

w dro

did

How pett

one before furiou

in anyone else's

ing my phone int

ve off. I was never going

that's wha