Crushed Affections (Dominic and Bella)

Chapter 372 Not Into Your Type

Bella felt like she was going through withdrawal as if breaking an addiction. There was no cure, only a painful struggle.

She knew that taking one more step back toward Dominic might bring temporary relief, but in the end, it would be self-destructive. She understood this all too well. That afternoon, after a long nap, she got the landlord's permission to change the locks.

She didn't think Dominic would come back, so she wasn't entirely sure why she was doing it either.

After the locksmith left, she stood at her door, testing the new keys. Just then, Wesley returned. He looked in a much better mood than he had been in that morning. With a grin, he walked over and asked, "Changing the locks? Did you break up?"

Bella gave him a look, silently noting that he really knew how to hit a nerve.

His grin widened as he casually slipped his car keys into his pocket. She noticed that he was driving a Lamborghini. It turned out that he was another rich kid. Then, half-jokingly, he said, "Well, now that you're single, how about giving me a chance?"

Bella looked at him like he was crazy. "I'm not into fresh-faced kids like you. Don't joke around like that."

Wesley's smile turned even more mischievous. "But I'm into someone like you. And I'm pretty sure I could make you like me too. How do you know if you don't try?"

someone like you. Even if I wanted to get married right now, you're not even old enough

his mind? We just met, and he's already acting so casual. Young people these days are something

herself a coffee and settled onto the balcony with a

realized until now that her balcony and Wesley's were only separated by a narrow gap-close enough

was thinking this, she heard Wesley's

earlier flirtations, she quickly crouched down in the corner, hiding herself where

heard the flick of

notice her. She had

and his voice sounded agitated. "I told you to leave me alone. You can just pretend I

a parent, though Bella couldn't hear the other person, only Wesley's outbursts. "Announce what? Forget about it. I

up, and then he started blasting loud, heavy music from

heart sank as she realized he had moved closer, right up against the shared part of

held her breath as the music grew

starting to go numb from crouching, but she didn't dare move. She found it ridiculous. She was acting like a thief in her own home.

exhaled in