Chapter 1587
When Love Comes Late
Yet, Bella couldnât shake the feeling that Matthew wasnât the person Kristian painted him to be.
Why would Kristian lie to her?
Conflicted and confused, Bella reached for the snacks Kristian had brought.
A peculiar taste caught her attention as she absentmindedly nibbled on a chocolate bar.
She examined the wrapper, noting the unique flavor.
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Opening another bar, Bella continued to eat when, all of a sudden, a hazy image flashed in her mind.
Bella set aside the chocolate bar, her expression shifting to a frown.
Two indistinct figures of a man and a woman emerged in her mind.
The man turned to the woman beside him with a gentle smile.
âYouâve never been one for sweets.
Whatâs changed now that youâre pregnant?â
âIâm not sure.
Perhaps itâs the babyâs craving,â the woman responded, cradling her belly with tender hands.
The man overlaid her hand with his own.
âThen have it as much as you like.
Once I start earning, Iâll buy you all the chocolate bars you could wish for.
â
The voice, warm and familiar, flowed over Bella like soothing water.
Though the manâs face remained unclear, she felt an inexplicable warmth from his gaze.
His eyes were gentle and full of affection.
Bella delved deep into her memories, certain she had never seen him.
How did a vision of his form in her mind then?
The memory felt so vivid, as if she had met him in real Life.
The thought caused an indescribable pain in her heart.
Bella grabbed her clothes, desperate to conjure the faces of the two individuals from her memory.
However, the effort soon led to a piercing headache.
Confusion marred her expression.
Why did she have a memory that wasnât hers?
Deep down, she sensed the importance of it.
But who were these people?
As she clutched her head in agony, Bella let out a pained groan.
Just then, Kristian opened the door and walked in.
âWhatâs wrong? Are you feeling unwell?â he asked, his features tensed with concern as he rushed to her side.
His voice brought Bella back to reality, offering a brief respite from her turmoil.
âKristian⦠Bella murmured, grasping his hand.
Her complexion was pale, and she started trembling uncontrollably