Bride of Mr.Billion

Chapter 237

Bella’s POV: “What is this?” Klein accepted the envelope from me. I smiled and said, “This is the money you lend me last time. I have saved enough. I’m returning it back to youl”

“What do you mean?” Klein seemed to be rather angry. I said, “I borrowed your money. Isn’t it normal to return it back to you now?” I felt as though Klein was somewhat puzzled. It was just a matter of returning the money. Why wasn’t he happy? Klein was very angry as he accepted the leather envelope from me. With a slightly wounded look on his face, he said, “Bella, do you think I’m a despicable person? Do you think I want to use the debt you owe me to force you to compromise?” Hearing this, I was even more confused. “What do you mean? Why would I think so?” “I didn’t mean anything when I lend you the money, nor did I have any other subsidiary conditions. The suggestion I gave you a few days ago was also from the bottom of my heart. If you don’t want to, I will never force you. I will still treat you and Lucky the same way I used to. You are not rich now, but you still give me money. I don’t understand? You are afraid that I will force you to build a romantic relationship with me, right?” Hearing this, I finally understood why Klein was so angry. It turned out that he had thought that I was giving him money out of fear that he would threaten me. Actually, I didn’t think so at all. I just wanted to pay him back.

even think about it that much!” I tried to explaim. But Klein didn’t want to listen at all. The next moment, Klein grabbed the leather envelope in his hands

and sat down on the sofa. In my heart, I couldn’t help but blame myself. I blamed myself for not thinking about what I should do. In the next few days, Klein never appeared again. He didn’t even come over to take a look. I was

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bus from A City to this factory. It would take at least one day to get back and forth, including choosing goods, so I couldn’t feed Lucky at noon. Fortunately, she was ten months old, so she just needed complementary food. In the afternoon, I chose two boxes of goods. As soon as I paid, my cell phone rang. I took out my phone and saw that it was

a few times, the other end of the line was finally picked up. “Klein, where are you? Do you have time?” My voice was incomparably frantic. “What happened?” Klein immediately stood up from his desk, his voice growing nervous. “It’s Lucky. She has a high fever of 40 degrees and has been crying. But I am now in the suburbs, and it will take me more than two hours to get back. I…” When I said this, I couldn’t help but shed tears. Ever since I had Lucky, I had often felt helpless. Where did the fearless me go in the past?