Chapter 97

Chapter 97, the indelible pain This’we ‘is naturally referring to Bella.

When she looked at Bella, there was no surprise on her face, as if she had known it for a long time.

Moreover, from the beginning until now, her hands were all wet with sweat.

Alva looked out of the window and turned her face to look ahead, “Well, I did, on the night the child died.”

She remembered her clearly.

That night, like Uriah, she watched mercilessly as she was trampled on and ravaged.

No, she said to take her to the hospital, but people are selfish.

She didn’t make it to the end and left with Uriah.

She doesn’t blame her, not at all.

She only blamed Uriah, why did the two of them have to force her, let her so painful, so hurt.

Up to now, the scar is still there, and it is bloody when it is pulled.

Jackson didn’t ask again, because the picture of that night floated in front of his eyes.? She was lying on the ground with blood dripping. and no one came to save her, to see her, like she was a speck of dust, a leaf.

Optional.

He regretted it very much, regretted it countless times, if he went back earlier, wouldn’t she be like this?

The horn was calling from behind, and Jackson gripped the steering wheel and pressed on the accelerator.

He would not let her suffer such harm again.

Never.

Instead of taking Alva back to her apartment, Jackson took her to his place “You definitely don’t have food at home, I have it at home, I’ll make something for you, you eat and have a good rest.”

He looked at her with a gentle expression.

Her face was tired now, and she needed a good sleep.

“Okay.”

Alva had no problem with Jackson’s arrangement, and even though he took her directly to his house without asking her permission, she wasn’t angry.

She needed a safe place to sleep.

And there is no doubt that Jackson is stable.

Jackson didn’t cook much, just a few simple side dishes, which Alva ate, and he took her to the bedroom.

“Have a good rest, I’m downstairs, call me if you have anything.”

“Well, you’re busy.”

Alva went to the bathroom, took a shower, and lay in bed.

There was a familiar smell between her breath. She pulled up the quilt and covered her face, letting the reassuring smell wrap her up.

Jackson went downstairs and called Flora.

“Mom, where are you?”

“I’m shopping outside. Aren’t you and Alva getting married? You haven’t met her parents yet. When she comes back, we’ll go to her house to meet her parents and settle the marriage.”

Flora now thinks that since it is said to get married, it is better to settle the marriage as soon as possible, and everyone will live a good life.

She is at ease.

Otherwise, it will not be practical.

“She’s back.”

“You’re back? So soon? Then I…”

“It’s okay, mom, don’t worry. She just had a meal and is resting. We’ll discuss meeting her parents–in–

law in the evening.”

“Oh, okay, then I’ll be back later.”

“Well.”

Flora was about to hang up, but Jackson suddenly asked, “Mom, does Bella know that Alva and I are getting married?”

Flora paused, then frowned, “I don’t know, I haven’t told her.”

“I see.”

Hang up the phone.

She probably doesn’t know.

She wanted to know that his fiancée was Uriah’s ex–wife, and she wouldn’t be as calm as she was just now.

Just looking at her, she didn’t seem to think of Alva.

But it doesn’t matter.

Whether she knew it or not didn’t affect the fact that he and Alva were getting married.

At this moment, Bella is sitting at Uriah’s house, holding her phone tightly, and her face is extremely ugly.