Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 269 A Misunderstanding Occurred

The delivery guy dropped the food on the small table and said, "This is definitely your takeout."

Bella opened the bag, pulled out the receipt, and noticed a few lines scribbled in the remarks: [Give this to the lady selling barbecue at the school gate. Make sure to remind her, no matter how busy she is, to remember to eat.]

It had been ages since someone cared for her like this, and Bella felt a warm glow in her heart.

She opened the takeout, and the dishes inside looked pretty fancy.

She glanced around, curious about who had sent her this meal.

Not far from her barbecue stand, there was an old lady selling vegetables.

The old lady was probably in her seventies or eighties, with completely white hair. She sold vegetables there every day. Her veggies didn't look as good as those in the farmers' market, but she said they were all homegrown.

Bella thought the old lady must be a lonely, helpless widow; otherwise, she wouldn't be selling vegetables at such an old age to make a living.

Bella gave the old lady the takeout, thinking she probably hadn't eaten either.

The old lady, with her bony, wrinkled hands, took the takeout and was a bit moved. "Ma'am, you are truly a good person."

Bella smiled, went back to her stand, and made herself a bowl of instant noodles. Every day after that, she would get a takeout, and she would give it to the old lady. At night, Bella packed up her stand and pushed her cart a long way home, exhausted. She stood almost all day, with little time to sit down. Every time she packed up and went home, her feet felt like they were falling apart, and every step was painful.

She walked slowly, step by step, accompanied by the sound of the cart's wheels rolling. She didn't notice someone following her not far behind.

There was a small slope at the entrance of her house, and she had to use some strength to push the cart up. Although she was strong, Bella was pregnant, and pushing the cart looked a bit clumsy.

The person in the shadows had an urge to step forward and help her, but she managed to push it in successfully.

The door closed, and the man behind walked to the gate and stood still, hearing voices from inside the house. It was her neighbor greeting her.

That New Year, Bella had said, after drinking that glass of wine, they would be strangers from then on.

So even though he had found her for so many days, Oliver didn't dare to show up and could only watch her silently.

Bella was resolute and wouldn't look back.

But Oliver couldn't let go.

He hated his own indecisiveness and wanted to move on, but his heart was uncontrollable, and he was helpless.

Oliver finally didn't have the courage to knock on the door. Instead, he walked to the roadside opposite, sat down, lit a cigarette, and stared at this unfamiliar place.

Not just the place, but the whole city felt alien to him.

But in this strange city, in this unfamiliar house, lived the one person he knew and couldn't let go of.

Bella had changed a lot.

The hair she had angrily chopped off had grown long again and was now tied in a ponytail, making her look more approachable compared to when she had sharp, short hair.

Bella was now just an ordinary woman, facing difficulties and still striving to live.

A pile of cigarette butts had accumulated at Oliver's feet, and his eyes were a bit sore, maybe from the smoke.

Another person living in the place came back, a woman in work clothes, probably just off a night shift.

She noticed Oliver sitting across the street, looked at him warily, and quickly opened and closed the door, probably thinking he was a bad guy.

Oliver sat there until midnight, until all the lights in the house went out, then slowly stood up and walked away, step by step.

Maybe it was because he had been sitting in one position for too long, his legs were stiff, and his steps were a bit unsteady.

he would never love again. He never thought that at thirty, he would still be

days, Bella still didn't eat the takeout he

walked into a bar alone, ordering

Not only did the other

but glance

kept

front of her because

much, unable to help, not even able to make her eat better,

back then, how could he have let her suffer like this? He would have cherished her, holding her in the palm of his hand, taking good care of

should I

offend the customer, so he carefully removed

drunk, let me help you

helping him sit down, the waiter quickly left. No one dared to approach him after that, fearing he would cause

and would forget everything. But he didn't. Instead, the

out of the bar. He was

and found her;

Bella stretched her stiff neck, packed up her things, and pushed her cart

pushed the cart in first, then turned

door didn't close smoothly because

of alcohol, a figure turned sideways, pressed her against the

memories in her. She already knew who he was

pushed him; she was

forceful, venting his unwillingness and longing, with a hint

of panic, Bella bit his lip, and soon both their mouths tasted

No matter how hard she bit him, he continued, kissing her fiercely and urgently, as if

Oliver froze, and

released her lips and slowly raised

side of his

swung a stick at him,

the woman,

looking at Bella and

Bella struggling

"He's my

I thought he was a pervert

while putting away the stick

own room.

the blood from her mouth and

she didn't want to

said, "You're bleeding. Go get

to stand steadily, leaned against the wall.

it far away." With that, Bella turned coldly and went back inside. Closing the door, she took a few deep breaths and went to the kitchen

for a while and hearing no noise

found

over and shook

"Get up. What are you doing

mumbled a few words. "Don't bother me. Let me sleep for

couldn't tell if he was really drunk or

and lying there any longer would be

the

to treat his wound, she had

her some gauze and iodine, apologizing, "Sorry, I didn't know he

misunderstood but didn't explain further, taking the gauze back

was already asleep, light snores coming from

poured some hot water and

wasn't deep, just a small

gentle movements, he woke