Billionaire, Let's Divorce!

DENNIS

My hands idly stroked her hair and bare arm, a lazy smile on my face as I looked down at her sleeping form snuggled against me. Clad in my sleeveless t-shirt, one that I had just helped her back into a few minutes ago, she looked like the sexiest woman on earth. The peace I felt right now, the calm, the contentment and happiness... it could continue to be like this. Infact, I'll make sure things continue to be like this. I'd make everything perfect again.

I'll do everything in my power to bounce back on my feet with my finances. Losing such an amount to swindlers would not be my downfall. My bars have potential. They get flooded everyday. I'd make back that money and even more. Then, we can move to another country. There, we can live peacefully without the bother of an ex or anyone.

I was wondering what country Ana would prefer when I felt my phone vibrate from wherever I had discarded it. I felt around the bed for a while before my hand finally landed on it. I grabbed it and held it up over my face.

It was a message notification. It was a text for my first appointment at Tabitha's church.

I frowned as my eyes slid up to the top of the screen to check the time. Why does it have to be so late?

I almost pouted. I didn't want to leave Ana yet. I loved this position we were in but if I want things to get better, I'd need to go.

I placed a kiss on her cheeks. Then I carefully untangled myself from her. I successfully did so without waking her up.

Climbing off the bed, I grabbed my phone and made my way to the closet to get ready. I took a quick bath then I donned the first tee and slacks that I found.NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

I was about to step out the door when I heard shuffling behind me, followed by a soft moan as she yawned.

"Dennis?"

I turned back to her with a smile. "Hey babe."

She groggily blinked at me and just watched me for a while. Then she asked, "Where are you going?"

I turned back to fully face her. "It's some urgent work," I said smoothly. "It won't take long."

She nodded as she wrapped her arms around herself. "Okay. Call me when you get there, okay?"

"Sure," I answered as I walked back to the bed. Placing my two hands on the bed, I leaned in and gave her a kiss on the lips. "I'll be back soon." It felt difficult to leave her here all alone. If it was really work, I'd have just asked her to tag along.

I briefly contemplated telling her but I immediately changed my mind. Until I see what the big deal was, I'll keep it to myself.

She nodded, a soft smile on her face.

Eventually, I dragged myself away from her, walked out of the room, down the stairs, and out the front door.

In my car,l brought out my phone and opened up the message they had sent. I inputted the address into my car's GPS and headed to the location.

It was quite a while before I finally got there. As I parked, I could see Tabitha in front of the building.

I grabbed my phone and quickly called Ana. "I'm there now."

"Okay," she murmured back and I could tell that she had gone back to bed.

While I made the call, Tabitha had begun to walk up to me and I thought that she must either be the usher or she was specifically waiting for me. "Welcome sir," she said as soon as I stepped out if the car.

"Thank you. So this is the church?" I asked as she led me into the building.

"Yes, sir."

Their church was a big hall with barely any furniture in it. There was a stage where two chairs and white carpets were laid.

"That's where the priests gather whenever we have a meeting." Tabitha pointed when she saw my gaze there.

I followed her to the end of the hallway, where she opened a door. After we stepped through it, we burst into a long narrow hallway that seemed to go on and on.

As we walked down the hallway, I

was surprised at the clean white walls. I had half expected to see voodoo stuff like skulls, red clothes, wooden statues and the like hanging around, but the walls were bare and

clean.

Even though things looked better than I had expected, it did not stop me from being skeptical about all of these. I just hoped that their stupid manifestation shit works out fine and well. Tabitha stopped before a brown wooden door. She smiled up at me. "Here, sir."

She opened the door and I stepped in. The room was also painted in white. Unlike the first hall and the hallway, this room wasn't bare. Though there were just three cushioned benches there, there were about five shelves there. Three were filled with books, one was filled with what seemed to be clothes, all white. The last one was filled with artifacts and lanterns and weird stuff; objects that looked as if they belonged to a forgotten epoch.

On two of the benches, there were two men each.

They smiled politely as they welcomed me. "Welcome, Mr Dennis," they said one after the other. The last person added, "You've made the right choice." "Thank you," I told them.

Then one of them pointed to the last vacant bench. "Please, do have a seat."

I took my seat on the comfortable bench. The other two benches were on either side of me, so I had to turn my face each time any of them were speaking.

They began to lecture me about all

the good that the church was about. They told me the 'miracles' that the lord had made them be hosts of, they told me about the patience that the church would instill in me, the resilience and determination.

"Here at our church, we prioritize mental well being. And you know, it really is what faith is about." He smiled. "You see, a member of ours came griev-"

I tuned out of whatever a member of theirs came here to do and took a deep breath.

Then I blurted, "When exactly do we get to the actual part?"