Chapter 237

Chapter 237: The Heart is Torn Bella’s mouth is pressed against Uriah’s face, as if the picture is frozen.

She didn’t move.

“Is that what you mean by thinking?”

For a long time, Bella spoke, her lips removed from Uriah’s face.

Uriah looked at her, his voice low. “Or?”

Bella curled her fingers.

After a few seconds, a smile, “This makes you angry?”

“Uriah, I haven’t done anything yet.”

He just told the truth. That’s what he did.

So if she did something, what would he do to her?

Bella’s lips rose, she sat upright, looked ahead, and slowly said, “Uriah, some things are done, and you can never go back.” ? “Like the child you gave up before he was born.”

So, what are you gonna argue with Jackson about?

In the beginning, you lose.

There’s nothing I can do to affect this outcome.

Car stops at the hotel. Bella gets out.

As soon as she stood still, the car passed in front of her.

He doesn’t like anyone getting in his business, no matter how much he cares about them.

You step in, you cross his line.

Bella’s eyes were mocking.

His coldness, his ruthlessness, she had seen two years before.

But now she seems to know him.

Uriah went back to the hotel, threw his suit jacket on the couch, sat down to the side, and rested his head on the couch.

Then, close your eyes.

And as he closed his eyes, his eyes flashed back to that night two years ago.

Alva was lying on the ground covered in blood, her face white ast paper.

She looked at him, hoping, longing, begging.

She said, “Uriah, this is your baby, he’s more than four months old, he’s formed…”

“He moves in my stomach, he’s good, he’s obedient, he never bothers me, he’s really nice.” I beg you, keep him…”

“You can punish me all you want. I only ask you to keep him, even if you let me die, Uriah…”

“Uriah, I beg you, for the sake of our one-year marriage, save our child, I beg you…”

“Uriah……”

The cries of supplication seemed to be in his ears.

It seems like yesterday.

Suddenly, her voice changed, became hollow, wooden, “Did you love me? Even a little.”

“Never.”

His heart suddenly tore, and Uriah sat up, covering his heart.

The pain he had never felt before invaded his veins, and he did not know what to do.

Sitting there, head bowed, hands clutching the shirt on his chest, eyebrows locked, motionless.

The night was quiet.

All the noise fell asleep.

Everything seems to have changed.

And it doesn’t seem to change…

Jackson returned to the hotel and subconsciously pressed the elevator button when it stopped on Alva’s floor.

But at this moment, why would the elevator stop?

He bent his lips and laughed at his own stupidity.

He wanted to see her, but he was afraid he would embarrass her by coming to Uriah too closely.

He didn’t want to distract her right now.

When the elevator stopped on his floor, Jackson stepped out and sent Alva a message.

“Go to bed early at night and stay up too late.”

At the moment, Alva had just arrived at the hospital, her phone in her bag, and she trotted in without hearing it.

Soon to the inpatient department, the ward where Esme was staying