Billionaire, Let's Divorce (Mark and Sydney) novel Chapter 150

Chapter 0150 

“First, why are you trying to reach her?” That was the first question that Grace blurted out. 

I told her why I needed to reach either Rise or Sandra and her mouth formed an ‘O‘ then she pouted, “I really feel bad for him.” 

“Me too,” I murmured back. My eyes followed Grace as she got back to work; she seemed to be joining some fabrics with a tiny needle. 

“Now that Rose isn’t picking up, I guess I have to call Sandra,” I shrugged and with my lips twisted unpleasantly, I dialed Sandra’s number. As I dialed her line, I wondered how come I had it. She answered almost immediately, as if she had been expecting my call. 

“Hello?” 

*Sandra. It’s Sydney.” 

There was a brief pause then, “Sydney?” She sounded surprised. “What do you want?” 

I crossed my legs, “I just got a call from Mark’s caregiver,” I heard her emit a low groan but I ignored it and kept talking, “I just learned from her that you haven’t visited your fiancé since he’s been in the hospital.” 

“So?” 

My brows raised on their own accord. “It’s been a week, Sandra. A whole week! Even if you don’t genuinely love him, you should consider the amount of money he willingly spent on you and the engagement. It’s unfair, you should at least go and see him,” I reproached her. 

“Uh, duh!” Sandra said nonchalantly, “We are yet to have our engagement ceremony so he’s not really my fiancé yet. That being said, I have no obligation to take care of him.” 

I opened my mouth, surprised but what was I expecting from her. “You shouldn’t say that, Sandra. You guys are dating and you’re the one he intends to get married to and spend the rest of his life with. The least you can do is to be by his side in this trying time and care for him,” I said placatingly. 

She let out one of those ‘you’re so boring‘ groans, “Spare me. What am I? A nurse? Besides, that’s why he’s got a caregiver. Let her do her job.” 

“Sandr-” 

She interrupted me and asked the most ridiculous question expected from someone whose fiance is trapped in a hospital bed. “Hey, how is he in bed? Before and after the accident.” She didn’t let me respond as he droned on, “My God, I heard that some people lose their sexual ability after waking up from a serious accident, how am I supposed to live with that?! I simply cannot accept that! The marriage won’t even work, it will be a disaster. You know, I actually dumped Joel, that softie, because he couldn’t satisfy me anymore,” then she scoffed, “I’m not even about to get into another relationship where I will not get sexually sated.” 

Grace’s mouth was hanging open. She could also hear Sandra’s utterances as the call was on speaker. The hell! How much more stupid could this girl be? 

I was fuming with anger but I suppressed it.” How would I know how he is in bed, Sandra? I’ve never slept