The air in the living room immediately turned cold.

Ralph knew that he could not try to mediate between his father and sister because it might even make things worse, so he left the area discreetly. Yasmin also brought Carrie away, leaving them space to talk.

Justin's breath hitched in his chest. His trembling hand instinctively wanted to hold Bella's hand, but his fingers curled inward, halting the movement.

He thought, 'Bella... I really don't want to let you leave.'

Justin was never a coward. He was open about loving or hating someone.

However, he felt like he owed Bella and felt guilty toward Wyatt.

three years of painful marriage or the child Bella lost, it was all Justin's fault. He hurt Wyatt's precious daughter and was

if Wyatt wanted to beat him up again, Justin would let Wyatt vent

listen to you, I wouldn't have risked breaking my bones to escape from home. You'd be better off worrying less about me. When I left home and wandered overseas,

stepped forward, staring anxiously at Bella's

at you now! Are you still the sophisticated young lady of the Thompson family?! You even went to the supermarket for groceries yourself! Were you cooking for the past few days?! Was it not enough to serve the Salvadors for three years as a maid for free? Is this the love and the life you want?!" Wyatt got angrier as he spoke. He thought, 'The only daughter of the woman I loved the most should be cherished. How could my princess endure such suffering?!

with complicated emotions, her nose tingling. "I don't think it is suffering because this is what I wanted. I only want a simple life with someone, having three meals a

it to her now.' Bella said, "You've never experienced these, and you've never really understood me. You don't even know what my mother wanted. Therefore, you don't have the right to judge my life and intervene with my

Wyatt's heart, and

Justin was the one cooking all these days. He cleaned the house and washed my

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