Bride of Mr.Billion

Chapter 7

Chapter 7 

Bella’s POV: As soon as they got home, my sister Betty came up and asked, “Sister, what happened to your face?”

Hearing this, my mother immediately came over and asked anxiously, “Who did it? Is it your father?” 

“Mom, I was slapped twice, but I slapped back twice!” When i saw my mother‘s distressed look, i pretended to be relaxed.

“Don‘t take it to heart, Bella. Your father must have listened to Connie.” 

Mom, are you trying to say that my dad hit me for a reason? Can i forgive him? 

I threw the ice bag away angrily and said, “Mom, Ryan has never cared about you for so many years, Why are you still speaking for him? You have nothing to do with him now. You are strangers, and you are not as good as strangers. You are enemies!” 

That was how my mother was. She was weak and had no idea what to do. The father was her god. Although they had divorced for many years, Ryan was still her husband in her heart. 

That was what I hated most. 

“He is your father after all.” My mother‘s voice was very low. 

Seeing such a weak mother, I felt sad and softened my tone. “Mom, I‘m tired. I‘m going back to my room to rest.” 

I entered my room in frustration, my face burning with pain. Fortunately, it was the weekend tomorrow, otherwise, I wouldn‘t have been able to go to work. 

knock knock knock… 

minutes later, the door was knocked twice,

just now. Mom‘s good friend introduced you to

not convenient now. I‘ll arrange

to. Once I object, my mother will start

a man in grey trousers, a white shirt, and gold–rimmed glasses sat in front of me. “Hello, my name

him up and down, raised my chin and said, “I have a

gently. I don‘t have a bad impression

date. I came here just to make the

to stimulate this man and let him take the initiative

introduce me

as i can answer, I will.” Hank smiled,

you have a real estate i glanced

this

a house in the

a house, so I deliberately made things difficult for

“‘m living in alwo hundred

stunned and thought, “It must be a property with a particularly

asked, “Do you have a Mercedes?”

smile deepened. “My car is a Land Rover now. If you like

I continued, “My salary is not high and my temper is not

have bad tempers, I can understand.” Hank continued to say

said, “Are you sick? You have a big house and a good car.

with you?” Hank looked at me.

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