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. 

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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,

I must agree to it gracefully. I must not show a

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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

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

didn‘t say