When the Iversons saw this scene, they looked at each other with a knowing gaze.
Bella seemed intimate with Christopher. Perhaps they should expect good news from them soon.
However, Christopherâs status in the Iverson family did not seem to match Bellaâs status.
âIâm fine.â Bella took a deep breath and gently freed herself from Christopherâs arms. She did not want
to give the wrong impression in front of so many people.
Christopherâs hands awkwardly hung in the air as his fingers curled inward stiffly.
At this moment, Lance rushed over, followed by his secretary and others.
âBella, whatâs the situation?â
âUncle Lance, Iâve done all I could.â
Bella wiped off the beads of sweat on her forehead and panted helplessly. âCharlesâ legs were
damaged too severely. I could only save his left leg.â
âWhat about the right leg?!â
âWe had to amputate it.â
Her words struck Lance like lightning and left him in the darkness.
âItâs okay, child. 1, know you did your best. At least we were able to save one of his legs. Your
contribution is invaluable.â
âAlso, Charles woke up when the surgery was nearing its end. He said someone broke his leg.â Bella
did not hide this detail from them.
Lance was stunned, quickly questioning, âWho?! Who did it?â
âYouâll have to ask Charles for the specifics after heâs stabilized.â
Bellaâs surgical skills were superb, and the surgery was considered smooth. The news that she
managed to salvage one of Charlesâ legs quickly spread throughout the hospital. It was nothing short of
a miracle.
Charles was moved to a VIP ward, and his family went in to accompany him, except for Christopher.
He sat with Bella on the bench outside, giving her a cup of coffee.
âBella, you must be thirsty. Have this coffee.â
âThank you.â Bella took it and glanded at Christopher, her tired eyes hiding inexplicable emotions.
âI should be thanking you. Thank you for saving my brotherâs leg.
Although he would face inconvenience moving around, itâs much better to use prosthetics than sit in a
wheelchair for the rest of his life.â Christopherâs expression was sincere.
âChris.â Bella suddenly asked calmly âDid you do it?â
Christopherâs heart skipped a beat. âWhat?â
âNothing.â
Bella stopped pursuing further and stood up slowly. âIâm hungry. Iâm gonna get something to eat.â
âIâll go with you.â
Naturally, Christopher could not leave her alone and stood up with her.
Suddenly, Bella rubbed her temples, feeling her vision blacking out with a slight nausea. Her body
shook, about to fall.
As she did not eat much the whole day, Bella nearly fainted.
Fortunately, Christopher reacted quickly and grabbed her weak body the moment she fell backward.
âBellaâ¦â
âAnna?!â
Bella narrowed her eyes when she heard the familiar and friendly voice calling out to her. She turned
her head slowly.
The next second, a chill ran down her spine.
Not far away, Nigel looked stunned, appearing before her eyes whil sitting in a wheelchair.
The man pushing the wheelchair was tall and broad, looking at her with a cold gaze.
It was Justin.