I’m Divorcing with You Mr Billionaire! Chapter 81

I’m Divorcing with You Mr Billionaire! Chapter 81

Chapter 81 Chapter Eighty One 


I walked quickly out of the elevator, my heels clicking on the floors in time with the swaying of my hips as I strode down the hall towards my father’s office. At the same time, I could feel the eyes of others following my every move. Some of the workers who passed by greeted me, but I didn’t turn my head or respond as I continued to walk past

When I reached the door of my father’s office, I barged right in, unannounced. Inside, my father was seated at his desk with two other men in front of him. Their heads turned around when I came in

My father raised an eyebrow at my appearance before wrapping things up with his visitors. I’ll take care of the rest, you two go ahead.” 

The men nodded and left the room while I watched them go. Then, I turned back to face my father, striding into one of the chairs in front of his desk and slamming my purse tiredly on the table. My father, James Henderson, was a Congressman who has been in politics for many years. He was known as one of the most powerful politicians in the country

He took off his glasses and rested them on the table before looking up at me

What is it this time?he asked with a sigh. I’ve told you whenever you have anything to talk to me about, come home. You can’t keep barging into my meetings every time.” 

Yeah, fine. Noted,I waved it off, then crossed my arms over my ch*st

So?Dad queried. “What’s this about? I’m very busy.” 

It’s about Mark. I don’t want to marry him anymore. The words burst from me like a dam breaking. He’s going to be a cripple for the rest of his life, and I absolutely refuse to be shackled to some useless lump who can’t even get it up!” 

Dad’s face turned into a frown. Watch your m*uth, young lady. That’s no way for a respectable woman to speak.” 

I barked out a bitter laugh. Respectable? You mean repressed! I’m still very young, dad. I can’t resign myself to a life without passion, without intimacyI leaned forward, I want out of this engagement as soon as possible.” 

Absolutely not. Do you have any idea how much I’m counting on this alliance?” 

Are you serious? You’re really willing to just sell off my happiness like that to serve your own political ambition?” 

My father’s green eyes bored into my face unyieldingly. Don’t be so melodramatic. It’s temporary. Mark’s injury may seem permanent now, but modern medicine works wonders. With time and therapy, who knows? He may recover even faster than expected.” 

And if he doesn’t?I challenged. What if the doctors are wrong and he’s confined to that wheelchair forever? Am I supposed to just sacrifice my life, my dreams of being cherished and fulfilled by a real man?” 

His loud sigh punctured the new silence in the room as he seemed to be weighing his next words

I understand this is difficult, Sandra. But I’m not going to let you make a rash decision that could jeopardize everything I’ve been working towards for decades. My career, my legacy, it’s all on the line with this next election. Mark’s family connection is too important to throw away on a mere possibility.He got up from his seat and stepped around the desk to comfort me. I’m sorry, princess. But this is how it has to be. You’re just going to have to learn patience and compromise.” 

I stared at him wordlessly. Did he even realize how much of an embarrassment it would mean to me if I ended up marrying someone like Mark in the state he was in

“I can’t believe you, selling out your only daughter’s dreams for a few more years in Congress. Chapter 81 Chapter Eighty Que 

That’s low, dad. Even for you.” 


I stood up angrily from the chair, snapping my hands up. I don’t need you to butter me up. Just wait and see how I prove that Mark can’t give me happiness. Then maybe you’ll finally put me 


Then I slammed the door harshly behind me, leaving Henderson standing alone in his office with 

a frown 

My head spun with frustration. How could he be so callous about my hopes and dreams? All because of his blasted political ambitions. I seethed as I walked out of the building with anger roiling in my gut like a brushfire

Mark, that excuse for a man, would never be able to satisfy my S*xual appetite. I knew how many men I’d done anyway with just because they’d always left me wanting more

Now the man I was to marry was going to be living in a wheelchair? Then I’d be the one to care for him like a nanny? Oh hell no. Never in my life. Just the thought of being trapped in an alliance with him made my skin crawl. If only I’d disagreed to the union from the very beginning then all of this wouldn’t be happening

More anger resurged in me when I imagined the mocking looks and hushed whispers from my circle of wealthy friends when news spread that the goodytwoshoes Sandra Hendersonhad settled for a limp, impotent husband. I’d be the punchline of every joke that would be made. It was unacceptable. Unbearable. I had to make my father see reason, no matter what it took to open his eyes to Mark’s glaring inadequacies

In the hospital, the nurses were pulling him into a seated position on the bed before they lifted him like a rag doll and deposited him into the awaiting wheelchair. I almost gagged at the sight. Just look at that

There we go, all set, the younger nurse said with an empty smile. We’ll be back to ch*ck on you in a bit, Mr. Torres. Try to get some fresh air if you can.” 

He sat slumped in his chair and stared vacantly at the floor


My voice seemed to have startled him from his thoughts. He looked at me and his eyes looked somewhat lost and empty

Wwho are you?” he asked hesitantly

I froze, thinking quickly. So even the rumors that he’d lost his memories were true? This made me furious all over again. I shrugged quickly out of my coat, letting it puddle on the floor, and walked towards him.” 

When I reached him, I threw one leg over his lap and straddled him against the metal frame of the wheelchair, cradling his stubbled face between my palms and crashed my m*uth over his in a demanding k*ss

Mark didn’t flinch or try to push me off, simply allowing the aggressive k*ss with a kind of confused detachment. His shallow breaths remained steady and even as I ground myself shamelessly against him

I could feel no reflexive hardening between his legs. No flare of arousal, just limp and impotent. God damn it!I scoffed, scrambling off his lap in disgust

I actually pitied him for a second before that feeling twisted into resentment. Furiously, I unzipped his pants and reached inside, and pulled out his penis with little to no enthusiasm. It was of a very impressive size, that much I could praise. But despite its size and girth, and no matter how hard I squeezed or caressed it, it remained flaccid and unresponsive. There was simply nothing inside it worth feeling except for his pulses throbbing against my fingertips

I even tried to stroked it with both hands! I started at the base and worked my way up to the head. I even tried stroking it as roughly as I could, just maybe, I might be able to coax some life Chapter 81 Chapter Fichty Que 

into the lump of useless flesh. But there was no response either

Mark just stared at my efforts with a hollow and dispassionate gaze

You’ve lost it, haven’t you?I sneered, ripping my hand free from him in revulsion. You’ve lost your manhood and everything that could bring me satisfaction as a wife. So listen closely, it’s 

over between us.” 

Then I loomed over his withered form, crossing my arms under my breasts

Well Don’t you have anything to say? Any defense for yourself as a respectable husbandtobe?I said sarcastically

Mark blinked slowly, then gave a faint shake of his head. I’m sorry I can’t give you what you want, you’re right. We should call off the engagement.” 

Brilliant, I thought. I had proof to show my father now

Swinging my legs around and turning for the exit, I saw Sydney, looking stunned

And what the f**k is it you’re staring at me like that for? Get out of my way. This impotent man is yours now,I sneered and stormed out

I’m Divorcing with You Mr Billionaire! (Sydney and Mark)

I’m Divorcing with You Mr Billionaire! (Sydney and Mark)

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Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Artist: Released: April 30, 2024 Native Language: English

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I received a pornographic video. "Do you like this?" The man speaking in the video is my husband, Mark, whom I haven't seen for several months. He is n*ked, his shirt and pants scattered on the ground, thrusting forcefully on a woman whose face I can't see, her plump and round breasts bouncing vigorously. I can clearly hear the slapping sounds in the video, mixed with lustful moans and grunts. "Yes, yes, f**k me hard, baby," the woman screams ecstatically in response. "You naughty girl!" Mark stands up and fl*ps her over, slapping her buttocks as he speaks. "Stick your ass up!" The woman giggles, turns around, sways her buttocks, and kneels on the bed. I feel like someone has poured a bucket of ice water on my head. It's bad enough that my husband is having an affair, but what's worse is that the other woman is my own sister, Bella.

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************************************************************************************************************************ “I want to get a divorce, Mark,” I repeated myself in case he didn't hear me the first time—even though I knew he'd heard me clearly. He stared at me with a frown before answering coldly, "It's not up to you! I'm very busy, don't waste my time with such boring topics, or try to attract my attention!" The last thing I was going to do was argue or bicker with him. "I will have the lawyer send you the divorce agreement," was all I said, as calmly as I could muster. He didn't even say another word after that and just went through the door he'd been standing in front of, slamming it harshly behind him. My eyes lingered on the knob of the door a bit absentmindedly before I pulled the wedding ring off my finger and placed it on the table. I grabbed my suitcase, which I'd already had my things packed in and headed out of the house.

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