Chapter 107
Bride of Mr.Billion
Bellaâs POV In a night two days later, I was about to lie in bed and listen to music, ready to sleep.
There was a knock on the door.
It must be Joey Joey agreed to come to my house an hour ago.
At this time, except for Joey, no one else would knock on my house. I was very sure of this.
I didnât think too much and went straight to open the door. But unexpectedly, the person who came in was not Joey, but Herbert.
When I saw his face clearly, I immediately pushed him out of the door.
But it was too late. His strength was much stronger. Damn it! I was wearing pajamas and no underwear. I put my arms around my chest. The terrible memory hit my brain again. I immediately became nervous.
What did he want to do by suddenly coming to me tonight? At this time, I made up my mind that if he forced me again, I would try my best to resist. I admitted that I had a wonderful feeling from his touch. He could meet my physiological needs.
Even so, I still didnât like being forced.
And I had nothing to do with him anymore. He would come to me to vent when he had a physiological need. What was I? A prostitute?
I didnât want to accept such a relationship.
âWhat do you want to do?â I asked him.
âI wonât do anything. Iâm going on a business trip early in the morning. I want to see you.â Herbert looked at me.
âSee me? In the middle of the night? I have nothing to do with you now. If you want to see me, you should make an appointment with me politely first, and then meet me after I agreed. Not suddenly appearing like now.â I shouted at him.
âAn appointment? Will you agree to meet me? Do you know? I even thought that you wouldnât want to see me when I knocked on the door. I thought about whether I should open the door and come in. But I didnât do that.â Herbert looked at me.
âOpen the door?â I asked in surprise. Herbert calmly said, âDo you think a door can stop me from going to the place I want to go?â âYou! Bastard!â I hated him for being so domineering!
âLeave! Now, immediately!â I ordered.
There was no reaction from Herbert. He still stood there and looked at me.
A few seconds later, he began to approach me. I instinctively stepped back. When I was retreating, felt a faint pain in my lower body, which clearly reminded me of what happened that night.
The anger in my heart grew even stronger.
I must drive him away now. At this moment, there was only one thought in my mind.
I looked around and then turned to walk into the kitchen.
I came to the kitchen. The first thing I saw was a fruit knife. I didnât think too much, picked it up, and ran out.
With my strength, thereâs no way for me to truly stop Herbert.
I needed a weapon!
When I appeared in front of Herbert with the fruit knife, he was stunned for a moment and then laughed.
âWhat are you laughing at?â I thought he would be scared at least, but he actually laughed.
âDo you think you wonât have so much resentment if you cut me a few times?â Herbert stopped smiling âYes!â I answered loudly.
I didnât have to kill him, but I was in the most angry and nervous mood now. I couldnât worry about anything else.
The next moment, he came to me, opened his suit, and said, âIn that case, you can cut me a few times!â
Hearing his words, I was stunned.
I looked at his chest in his suit, and my hand, which was holding the knife, trembled a little.
How could I cut him? I just wanted to scare him and warn him not to force me!
I never thought about really cutting him.
After a long silence, he laughed. His laughter came into my ears, stirring up my e is again.
He reached out and grabbed my wrist, which was holding the knife.
âYou donât want to cut me at all. Donât continue to deceive yourself!â
âWho said I wouldnât dare?â I was still stubborn.
Herbert took away the knife in my hand, and I couldnât help frowning.
Why was I so useless? I didnât have any weapons. If he forced me, I wouldnât have the ability to fight back.
Herbert sent the fruit knife back to the kitchen. I sat on the sofa dejectedly, and my mood gradually broke down.
When he came back, I couldnât help but complain tearfully, âHerbert, what on earth do you want? You said you wanted to get married and I agreed. Later, you said you wanted to get divorced, I agreed again.
Since we are already divorced, why are you bothering me? Donât you already have Caroline? Do you want to have two women at the same time?â
Herbert did not speak, nor did he say anything to explain himself.
In the whole room, only my crying could be heard. After an unknown period of time, he squatted in front of me and wiped my tears with a delicate handkerchief.
Din movements were verv nentle and I cried even harder.
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What I couldnât stand the most was his gentleness and consideration. I wouldnât yield to his overbearing power. But when he was gentle to me, I would be soft-hearted and couldnât control my feelings. In the end, the person who was injured was always me.
This time, I wouldnât let what happened in the past happen again.
Therefore, the next moment, I pushed open the hand of Herbert, stood up, and said, âHerbert, I have nothing to do with you. Please get out now!â
Herbert stared at me. This time, there was no flame of anger in his eyes. Instead, his eyes were as affectionate as a deep sea.
My heart trembled for a moment, and then I stopped looking at him.
âGo to bed early!â He said.
After that, he turned and walked in the direction of the door.
As soon as he opened the door, I suddenly thought of something and shouted, âWait!â
I ran quickly to the bedroom. I took the brooch and walked up to Herbert. âYou left it at my house last time!â
Herbert did not reach out to take the brooch from my hand. After a moment of silence, he said, âI did not forget it. I specially gave it to you.â
A gift for me?
To be honest, when I heard what he said, my eyes were sore. Because I still liked Herbert, because he said that the brooch would be given to his favorite person.
But after a short period of joy, my reason returned very quickly.
Even if what he said was true, so what?
Herbert was still as overbearing and unreasonable as before.
Caroline was still by Herbertâs side, and their relationship was still very ambiguous. In the past, I lost my child. My first child, I have devoted too much expectation and love to it.
After losing our child, he accompanied Caroline to choose her wedding ringsâ¦
Those scars still existed.
I couldnât completely ignore it. Therefore, even if he loved me, he only loved me a little.
I was tired.
I worked so hard to get out of the pain and started to have a peaceful life. Why did he appear and disrupt my life?
I said coldly, âHerbert, are you drunk? You should give this brooch to Caroline. Iâm Bella. Look at me clearly. Iâm not her!â
Herbert frowned. âWhy do you have to drag Caroline in every time? Although I drank tonight, my mind is very clear. I know you are Bella, not Caroline!â I looked down at the brooch in my hand and asked, âWhat do you mean?â âI think two people who love each other should trust each other, but why are you always full of Susnicinn and have distrust towards me?â Herbert asked sadly.
âDo you mean that we love each other?â Herbertâs words were definitely the lamest joke in the world.
He had loved Caroline for ten years. For her, he went to America. For her, he divorced me.
For the sake of Caroline, he chose their wedding rings after I lost my child. But now, he said that he loved me? I was not stupid. I didnât believe him!
âIsnât that the case?â Herbert asked.
Unable to restrain the sadness in my heart, I sneered and said, âWhy are the two people who love each other not together? Why do the two people who love each other want to divorce?â
I looked at Herbert desperately, and my eyes were already wet. In fact, it was not entirely his fault, was it? He was actually a good man, but the person he loved was Caroline âDidnât you ask for a divorce? I was just cooperating with you!â Herbert looked innocent.
Cooperating with me? âHaâ¦â I was so angry that I couldnât say anything. Herbert stepped forward, held my shoulder, and said softly, âLetâs not be in a dilemma, okay?â âIâm not in a dilemma. I donât love you.
You can go now. Take your British royal brooch with you. It is a better match for Caroline!â I pushed open Herbertâs hand, stuffed it into his hand, and pushed him out of the door.