Bride of Mr.Billion

Chapter 79

Bella‘s POV:

I thought that Herbert would reprimand me or slap me in the face as a counterattack for Caroline. After all, she was the woman he liked. But in fact, he didn‘t do that.

He said to Caroline, “Are you truly here to visit?” His tone was full of doubt. Obviously, he was saying that Caroline didn’t really come to visit me.

“Herbert, don‘t misunderstand me.”

Herbert ordered, “Connor, send Miss Ewell back!” “Herbert...” There was a hint of dissatisfaction in Caroline‘s voice. Herbert ignored her. Caroline followed Connor and left. At this time, Joey walked up to Herbert and said, “No matter what, you haven‘t divorced Bella yet. Please take care of that woman and don‘t let her make trouble!” I knew Joey wanted to help me. She didn‘t want me to suffer. But if she said this, I was worried that Herbert would take revenge on Joey. When I was about to pull her back, Herbert looked at Joey and said seriously, “I‘ll remember what you said, but I shouldn‘t interfere with that woman!” At this moment, I didn‘t understand what he meant. Was he unable to control Caroline, or was he trying to distance himself from her? No, he couldn‘t be trying to distance herself from him! If he want to distance himself from her, then what was going on between them? Herbert had never explained it to me. Herbert came to me and said, “Let‘s go!” I looked at Herbert, nodded slightly, and left with him. I sat in the back seat, and Herbert sat in the front seat. We didn‘t communicate during the whole process. I looked at the back of his head and felt complicated. Did he come especially to pick me up? I didn‘t know what he was thinking now. He had not appeared in the hospital for seven days, which meant that he was telling me that the only bond between us was gone, and our marriage had came to an end? Anyway, he came to pick me up today. He did nothing to wrong me. After all, this was the agreement we made from the beginning. When we got home, maybe he would take out a divorce agreement. That picture had appeared in my mind.”

I told myself that if that was the case, I must agree to it gracefully. I must not show a sad look in

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19.03 front of him. I must not let him think that I was trying to win his sympathy. Twenty minutes later, the car stopped at the gate of the community. Herbert got out of the car and opened the door for me. I couldn‘t look straight into his eyes now, so I hurried out with my head down. Then, he walked in front, while I followed him. My body was too weak. After walking for a while, I gasped and stopped to rest. I held on to a tree and frowned as I looked at Herbert, who was still walking ahead. I wanted to stop him, but I couldn‘t say anything. At this time, Herbert stopped, and he stood dozens of meters away. He had already seen how weak I was, and his expression was particularly serious. When he walked toward me, I saw him frowning. I thought he would scold me. Unexpectedly, the next second, he bent down and picked me up. Before I had time to think, I felt that my body had left the ground. I was a little dizzy at first, but now I felt even dizzier. So I reached out to hold Herbert‘s neck, for fear that I would fall from his arms. The next moment, he carried me to their building. By the time I regained my senses, he had already carried me to the corridor. His embrace was still warm and his arms were still strong. At this moment, I had an extravagant hope: I hoped that he could hold me like this forever until the end of time!

However, this was obviously an extravagant hope, and it was also an extravagant hope that could not come true. I could only remember this moment, and I could only embrace this moment. Perhaps this would be a wonderful memory in the future. In the process of going upstairs, we didn‘t say a word and kept silent all the time. We finally reached the door. I pressed the doorbell and Miranda opened the door. “Mr. Wharton, Mrs. Wharton.” Miranda greeted us happily. We didn‘t say anything. He walked in with me in his arms, turned around, and went straight to the bedroom. Then he put me on the bed. He looked at me, as if he had something to say to me. I had been waiting for him to say the word.

But he didn‘t say anything.

It was not until Miranda, with an apron around her waist, appeared at the door of the bedroom that he said with a smile, “Mr. Wharton, Mrs. Wharton, lunch is ready.” “I have something to do. I‘m not eating at home.” Herbert stood up. I was a little disappointed. He was leaving again. I heard Miranda say, “What about dinner? Mr. Wharton, will you come back?” I was also curious about this question. Would he come back? “I am very busy lately and won‘t be back. Take good care of Mrs. Wharton. Connor will purchase ingredients for you on time. Call me if there‘s anything important.” Hearing this, I felt bitter in my heart.

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19:04 0 What did he mean? Was he trying to draw a clear line with me? Or was the timing not suitable to talk about divorce? Was he going to abandon me after I recover? I suddenly smiled bitterly in my heart. In fact, from a certain point of view, Herbert was already very responsible. Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

But even if I was unhappy, I couldn‘t thank him for his “responsibility“!