Crushed Affections (Dominic and Bella)

Chapter 3 A Love So Crazy

Bella looked into his callous eyes, feeling a little embarrassed. Standing so close to Dominic made her heart race uncontrollably. "—"

"You should know your place," Dominic said derisively, cutting her off. "To me, you're just like any other woman I've met in the club. The only difference is that I've allowed you to stay here." Her face turned pale as she watched him leave. She tried to suppress the heart-wrenching feeling that was taking over. It wasn't the first time; she should've known better than to get upset.

Dominic was referring to the breakfast Bella had prepared. To him, it was merely an attempt to win his favor.

She picked herself up and left for the hospital. Once she arrived, she took the elevator to the cardiac department located on the third floor as usual.

"When can I get my lab results?" A crisp woman's voice caught Bella's attention as she passed by the laboratory department.

Bella remembered hearing this voice from yesterday. The memory of this woman crying to Dominic about the abortion was still fresh in her mind.

the voice. The woman was dressed in a black, tight-fitting slip dress and high heels, revealing her slender and fair legs. With her tall figure and charming features, she could easily attract any man. She tried a little too hard with her makeup, though. It turned out that Dominic was into this type of

her getting intimate in bed. It evoked a deep sense of discomfort in her, but it subsided rather

floor of a hospital. It seemed like the woman came back for a check-up after the abortion

too long and went to her office to put on her white coat. Yet, the thought

up in

just now had an abortion

answering, "Oh, her... I think her name

I suppose it wouldn't be a big deal since she's young and strong. Do you know her, Dr. Jones?" Bella

on her relationship with Dominic. It was somewhat absurd and humiliating; she found it hard to even introduce him as a friend. Suddenly, Mandy rushed into the clinic

Bella stuffed her hands into the pockets of her white coat. She wasn't used to prying into other people's

to confirm that she had aborted the baby? If Mandy had kept it, it

had no idea what her actual thoughts were, and she didn't want to think