How To Get A Divorce From A Billionaire ?

Episode 18

I had forgotten all about my mother's issue, being a daughter who was abandoned for so many years and a woman who had gotten used to an independent life style i had totally forgotten her matter while leading my busy life.

Still, a certain someone's sharp memory and big brain can't compare to my single thought oriented intellect, Eliyas didn't forget about her at all.

Within a week he not only had reached her, but had arranged for her to come to Algeria and made her set an appointment to meet me when she was ready, naturally, he only told me about the meeting in the eve of the due date.

If my estimations are correct: counting the time needed for my mother to work her papers, to come to Algeria, to rest and think for days before meeting me, i bet that husband of mine had already found her within hours after i asked him to!

I didn't of course think of how terrifyingly powerful he was.. I was busy throwing my emotions all over the place and thanking him vigorously for finding that woman.
My mother.

I was so nervous about meeting her, i wanted to look proper so i dragged Eliyas with me to the mall and made him choose an outfit for me to wear since he had a better taste in this aspect, he needed to wear sunglasses of course as a disguise to accompany me because, after all, he was famous among the public.

He rarely appeared in interviews so people could only recognize him from the pictures in the magazines, luckily, putting just sunglasses made this task of recognizing him rather hard, and the people who looked our way while we walked inside the crowded mall didn't particularly focus on his face because there were much more "distracting visuals" about him:

like how tall he was, how straight his stand was, how exquisite his manners were. He was very eye-catching that i had already regretted my decision of taking him to such a crowded mall before i even reached the store i wanted to visit.

_"why are you smiling? Are you happy that all people are looking at you?" I asked displeased while we were taking the extremely crowded escalator.

He looked at me and answered:

_" i had just remembered how you used to take me to places around your small town when we were younger and tricked me into buying you all sorts of stuff"

As for these particular events he was referring to, they had truly happened many years ago when i was a child.. Precisely 8 years old.

Eliyas who is 4 years older than me and who was 12 years old at the time suddenly caught a severe case of respiratory allergy so the doctors had advised his family to take him live in the fresh air of the countryside. His father .. Mr belguassem filladi, being the busy man that he was, simply decided to throw his sickly son in front of our door saying that they couldn't possibly accompany their son to live in a countryside since they had to stay in D city, that they can't as well let him live alone so the only option that they had was to bring him to live with his uncle who they trusted.

Even though we didn't live in a countryside, but a small town's air was still better than that of a big city.

Initially i had objected to him living with us, especially when my room was taken away from me to donate it to his highness. I had yelled and caused chaos for days before i finally calmed down when one night he had a severe breathing difficulty and my father and I ended up accompanying him to the hospital.

The 12 years old Eliyas wasn't at all as tough as the older him, he was such a crying baby, He cried awfully because he couldn't breathe, he cried even more when the oxygen mask he was wearing made his head feel drowsy.

While observing him in such a condition i decided that it was my responsibility to help him restore his health back, so i patted on his hair and trying to motivate him i said: