The Clutches Of Hell Novel

Chapter 15 When Was She Released?

“Christian, I’m coming in…”

Bella, who was on crutches, stood at the door with her hand still at the doorknob, keeping the door open. It was evident she was anxious, so eager to prove something that she had forgotten her manners.

Upon coming to himself, Christian frowned. “What are you doing here? Don’t you have a rehab session today?”

It was clear that Bella had seen Victoria as the former was taken aback for a second. Following that, Bella shifted her gaze back onto Christian to find his collar wide open and his lips stained with blood. Even an idiot could tell what just happened between the two; what more when she wasn’t one and had even come prepared?

At that, she frowned and asked intentionally, “When was she released, Christian? Why are you with her?”

“Huh…” Christian snorted, not answering her but instead fixing his dress shirt, retorting with his eyelids drooped, “Haven’t you already found out? Scarlett told you, didn’t she? Otherwise, you wouldn’t have come all the way here this late at night.”

Delta Club. I didn’t know you two would…” She had a

fixed her clothes in silence before

She spoke softly, standing behind the two.

“Do you hate me this much, Victoria? Have you not done enough damage to me two years ago? Why would you still show yourself to us after coming out of prison? Just what

interjected Christian with a

rendered stumped, having some difficulty accepting what Christian

the Thatchers

at Bella, sizing her up. This was their first meeting in two years. Apart from the crutches in Bella’s arm, she was no different from two years ago, still looking like a frail princess. She, on the other hand, was miserable as hell. At that, she snorted self-deprecatingly, looking at Bella with a crystal-clear gaze. “Just who is the victim. Bella? When are you going to

face as she bit her lip, then argued aggrievedly. “Why are you still trying to deny what you’ve done when it has already come to this? Just what happened for you to so ruthlessly want me dead?!”

who was the unapologetic one with her.

a leg and was put behind bars

years have passed, and I don’t want to argue who’s right or wrong with you. I