The Clutches Of Hell Novel

Chapter 32

“You’re too kind, Miss Spritz.” Victoria stared directly at her, every syllable forced out of her throat.

No one knew the truth two years ago better than her and Bella.

“You were my friend, after all. How could I bear to blame you?” Bella sighed. “If I really did blame you, I would’ve sued you two years ago, and you wouldn’t be released from prison so easily.”

“Should I thank you, then?” Victoria suppressed the fury raging within her heart, her expression filled with ridicule.

Easily?

During her two-year stint in prison, she had to endure humiliation from those people every single day. She almost died a few times, yet Bella was claiming that she had it easy!

“There’s no need to be so formal between us.” Bella took her hand while saying worriedly, “I heard that you were attempting suicide just now. Did you get hurt?”

“I’m fine, sorry for the disappointment.” Victoria forcefully removed her hand from Bella’s, then wiped it against her own clothes. She found it unhygienic.

“Why would I be disappointed?” Bella bit her lip, saying in all earnesty, “If something really happened to you, I wouldn’t be able to get over it for the rest of my life.”

Victoria was disgusted by her fake behavior, so she lowered her head and kept silent.

“It’s getting late, so it must be pretty difficult to hail a taxi now. Why don’t I ask my driver to send you home, and I’ll go home after that?” Bella expressed sincere earnesty on her pretty face, ignoring the drip bottle by the bed as if she didn’t know that Victoria was ill.

Meanwhile, Victoria was so pissed by Bella’s shameless display that she trembled. However, when she saw Christian from the corner of her eye, her fury turned into reluctance and endurance. She pursed her lips and walked up to the bed before putting on her shoes.

Bella slightly lowered her gaze, hiding the fleeting glee in her eyes.

“Stay in the hospital and heal your illness. You don’t have to come to work for the next few days.” Christian took out a cigarette, holding it between his slender index finger and middle finger. In the end, he didn’t light it up and put it back instead.

asking in surprise, “Are you sick,

frowned, ignoring her. In terms of acting, she couldn’t

pity, “If I really sent you home tonight, Chris might think I was doing it

Christian glanced at her,

Sorrow appeared on Bella’s face. “Don’t think of me like that, Chris. Even though Victoria caused me to lose my ability to dance, I truly don’t

Instead, he said to Victoria, “Go back to work when you get

her clothes, then tightened it again. After some hesitation, she said, “Thank you for giving me time to stay in the

couldn’t control her own heart. She knew she should’ve given up on him by now,

was terrible, but she couldn’t change

she knew

his dark eyes. “You have to get better so that you can live, and it’s only by living that you can—” He

froze. She felt as if her entire body was placed in a fridge, and she was chilled to

couple roused jealousy in others, but as for her… She lowered her head to look at the work clothes on her body, as well as the

beginning until the end, she was a mere clown trying to get in between a

…

the chill of the night

Ding!

of the lift. They proceeded

Bella pouted, looking like a proud little woman. “The rehabilitation appointment

Christian queried, a dark look

the handle of the wheelchair, lowering her gaze as she said, “I heard that Victoria wanted to commit suicide, so I rushed over as soon as possible. I was afraid that something

hour after Victoria’s attempted suicide, but you already received news about it. You have quite

eyes glistened. She had been tailing Christian after the banquet, and when

he had rushed to the

a little upset inside as she probed, “What about you, Chris? Why are you here? Did you also