Bride of Mr.Billion

Chapter 339

Bella’s POV:

“Gary, where is Lucky?” My eyes were looking for my child in the room. “She just fell asleep.” Gary opened the bedroom door for me. I didn’t have time to say anything else. I nodded to Gary, then turned and went into the bedroom. At this moment, Lucky was sleeping on a small bed. Her fat body was covered with a thin pink quilt with a cartoon pattern. Her face was chubby, and her eyelashes were very long. She looked like a delicate doll

Seeing such a lovely sleeping posture, I felt at ease again. I had experienced how difficult it was to be a mother. Especially when I heard the child crying and looking for me, I would be very sad. I reached out to touch Lucky’s face, which was as red as an apple, and my eyebrows stretched out. At this moment, Herbert gently walked to me, and his eyes were also looking at Lucky on the small bed.

I felt that I was suddenly enveloped by a whiff of breath. Looking back, I saw that he was already very close to me. It could be said that the distance between me and him was not even half a foot.

At this moment, my heart was obviously in a panic. I tidied my hair around my ear and saw Gary coming in, so I tried to find a topic to talk to him with a smile. “Gary, I haven’t seen Lucky in the past

two days. Did she make a fuss?”

“Oh.” Gary was about to answer. Gary didn’t answer. His eyes were fixed on Herbert behind me. I looked back and saw that Herbert was also looking at Gary, which made me frown. After that, I realized that it was possible that Herbert was lying to me because Lucky had a good relationship with Gary. Sometimes, when I was busy with work, Gary would take care of her for a few days, and she would not make a fuss.

So, I felt that I had been fooled.

directly, “I

you for the past two days. Although she didn’t cry and make

this, I felt that this

“Gary, thank you for taking

Lucas and Lucky for so

to the room upstairs.” I said, “I think it’s better for me to stay with Lucky

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fact, I meant that I didn’t want to stay upstairs. I wanted to live downstairs. After

had such concerns was that he forced me to do

a little scared of

the three rooms upstairs and said, “This is my bedroom. This is my study. That’s a guest room. You

a study in the middle of his bedroom.

and supplies on the bed are all brand new. No one has ever lived there,”