Billionaire, Let's Divorce!

As expected and as it should be, I wasn't the only one who was surprised. An expression of shock fleetingly coursed through Mark's face, betraying the calm demeanor he had since been portraying. Rose's shock was loud; she couldn't contain it so she flared up. "What the actual hell!" She erupted, jerking up from her sitting position. "Are you seriously giving her shares?"

Doris sized her up before calmly replying, "Yes, Rose, I am seriously giving her shares."

"Why?! Doris? Why?" Then she turned to me, her face was already red with anger, "You bitch!" She glared and even as each of those curse words tumbled out of her mouth, her voice trembled, "How dare you take my son's share! What did you say to grandma to make her give you the shares that belong to my son?

I just stared at her indifferently, my eyes lingered, perusing the contours of her hard angry gaze. This woman never gets tired, does she? Even a demented fool will be able to tell that no one could ever influence any decision that Doris takes.

Doris was a strong and confident woman and she looked it. She is always very confident in whatever decision she has chosen.

I tuned back in the conversation in time to see Rose's arm flung my way and I was able to miss it.

"Rose!" Doris' voice sounded like steel as she reprimanded Rose.

"Grandma, you don't know this bitch! She's just a money-grubbing woman. If she takes our shares, she will only harm us."

Doris feigned looking around the room and I almost couldn't hold my laugh, "I wonder where the woman you just described is."

"Doris! Don't you see this? This has been her plan all along." Then she abruptly turned to Grandma Doris," Do you know she is keeping a lover outside? I saw her in the hospital with some buff

guy that looked Italian. They were being intimate and when I confronted her about it, this bitch didn't even have the decency to deny it!"

"Enough, Rose!" Doris looked sternly at Rose and shut her up sharply. Then she perfectly arched her eyebrows, "Have you forgotten your young days when you left Mark to the nanny?"

Rose gulped but didn't say anything. Grandma continued and she brought her fingers to her face, pretending to inspect them as she spoke, "You don't? Then let me remind you. You had left Mark, my sweet youngling with the nanny and went out. I remember that you didn't come home even after shamelessly getting drunk, instead hung out hung out with strippers every day till..." she trailed off, turned to her; her face a depiction of feigned innocence, and shrugged?" Her voice cut like a knife as she gritted out her last words, "Sydney is a thousand times better than you, she has dignity," she leaned forward and whispered in a hissing tone, "And she has class!"

Rose was literally shaking with anger and her fists were tightly clenched by her side and for the briefest moment, my muscles bunched, my heart lodged in my throat as I considered the possibility of Rose hitting Doris.

Instead, she erupted as usual, whining. "Those were mistakes I made when I was young, why do you have to bring it up before this outsider?!" Right then, the hate in her eyes as she glowered at Grandma was

unmistakable.

"Young, huh?" Doris looked coldly at Rose, "If I remember correctly," she slanted an authoritative brow, and I do, you were several years older than Sydney is now, have you forgotten?"

Rose looked at Rebecca, speechless, gnashing her teeth in anger. The highest she could do was shoot daggers at the woman with her eyes.

As I watched her, I mentally shook my head. Why does she have to always display her madness thus ending up embarrassing herself? She could have quietly remained seated like her son was doing right now and let me talk my way out of this.

Mark, who had been quiet all this while, scolded his mother. "Mom!" His voice was firm and commanding, Get back to your seat, please." I was surprised when she stomped back to her seat..

I turned back to Doris, "Grandma, I really just want a divorce, I don't want to covet shares that don't belong to me."

"You're not," she made air quotes with her fingers, "coveting them. I'm giving them

to you

you.

"But Doris, 1-" I broke off, thinking of how best I could put it but there wasn't a better way, I have to be blunt and direct. "I don't want them."

She only shrugged, "Well, that's too bad. They belong to you now and you have to want them."

My shoulders fell, "Grandma please." My eyes fleeted to Rose, "I don't want any trouble. I just want to leave in peace."

But Doris was unyielding. "If you don't want these shares then I won't agree to your divorce."

And that did it. Won't it be crazy if I preferred to stay in a marriage I didn't want just because I didn't want to covet shares? It was laughable.NôvelDrama.Org (C) content.

"Alright, Grandma, if you insist, I'll accept these shares," a resigned sigh escaped my lips as I agreed. It was a good thing she hadn't mentioned anything about not selling the shares. I could easily find an opportunity to transfer the shares to Mark after the divorce has been finalized. Then I would be rid of them in every part of my life. Then I'd know that whatever way I choose to get involved again would be my choice.