Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 270 I Can't Let You Go

Bella glanced at the card.

It was a brand-new bank card, and she had no clue how much money was on it.

Her eyes shifted from the card to Oliver's face.

Bella sneered, "What's this supposed to mean? Charity? Or are you trying to rub it in that I missed out on you?"

Oliver bit his lip, his eyes suddenly looking hurt, and his voice got all raspy.

He said, "You didn't miss out. I've been waiting for you this whole time."

Bella looked away and said coldly, "I don't want it."

Oliver said helplessly to Bella's back as she walked into the kitchen, "I just don't want you to struggle so much."

When he handed her the card, he already figured she probably wouldn't take it, but he still did it, holding onto a tiny hope that he could change her mind.

It turned out that Bella was still the same, tough enough to be unkind even to herself.

When Bella finished washing the dishes and came out, Oliver was lying on the couch. He seemed a bit drunk but wasn't asleep; he was staring at the ceiling, lost in thought.

Bella said to him from a few steps away, "You can leave now."

Oliver, with one hand under his head and his legs crossed, smiled cheekily at her serious expression.

Oliver said with a faint smile, "Don't be like that. It's so late, and I'm not familiar with this place. Where do you expect me to go?"

Bella remained unmoved, still cold.

Bella said, "It's not appropriate for you to stay here."

Oliver said, "My head hurts. That hit earlier was too hard. I don't know if I have a concussion. My stomach hurts, and my whole body aches."

Oliver whimpered pitifully, curling up deeper into the couch.

It was clear he was determined to stay the night.

Bella felt a tightness in her chest.

While washing dishes in the kitchen, she had decided that no matter how much Oliver acted pitifully, she had to make him leave. But seeing him like this, even though she knew he was partly faking it, she couldn't be completely heartless.

At this moment, Oliver, after whining, curled up on the couch and pretended to sleep.

This was the first time Bella had carefully looked at him tonight.

Oliver had clearly lost weight, suggesting he hadn't been doing well lately. Especially now, with his head wrapped in bandages, he looked fragile, stirring a bit of compassion in her heart.

In the end, she could only sigh helplessly and turn back to her room.

Hearing the door close, Oliver opened his eyes.

The lights were off, and only the moonlight from outside allowed him to vaguely see the outlines of the room's furnishings and the tightly closed door.

Oliver truly had a headache, a stomachache, and his whole body ached, especially his heart.

But tonight was the most peaceful night he'd had since coming here.

to the sound of a door closing, not knowing what time it

dark outside. The movement of the curtains by the door told

to sit up, realizing there was an extra blanket

sleep, Oliver's head still hurt, not just from the wound but also from the

door, he saw Bella opening the yard gate to leave, so

was only four in the morning, and there were no people on

to catch up with her, asking,

"Do you really need to go

back at him. "I didn't

and continued to

ask me to follow. I chose to come along

turning a few streets, they arrived at the

bought a lot of groceries, ending up with several heavy bags, and Oliver insisted on carrying them

felt

heavy groceries home by herself every day. It

the time they got back, it was already dawn. Bella took out many basins and placed them in

was fully light, and the other residents of the place started getting up

to the side, clueless

as usual but couldn't help but glance at the man standing

just stand there. You can leave now," Bella

felt a bit embarrassed

head, coughed lightly, and said softly, "Honey, please don't be mad at me, okay? I know I was

looked up and

coldly, "Stop calling me

while being pregnant is

to the sink holding a toothbrush cup, speaking to

embarrassed about hitting him yesterday, so she decided

others also

up quickly. There's nothing that can't be forgiven, especially

husband has admitted his mistake. It might be worth considering forgiveness, especially for

her,

not like

talking. It's all my fault anyway. Honey, let's

her load the vegetables onto the cart, not

While having breakfast, Bella said to Oliver, "After this meal, go back to Starlight City. Don't show up in front of me again." Oliver just smiled at her and didn't

the cart out the

following me, okay? You

him, Oliver kept

Oliver

Bella didn't have

things, and Oliver told her to leave it and take shelter from the rain, but she didn't listen. By the time everything was packed, Bella was already soaked

stood there with her in the rain,

but she had given it to an old lady selling

and pushed the cart home in

finally exploded, shouting at her in the rain, "Can you

still ignored him

over and kicked her cart a

him, shouting,

hitting his face and running down into

crazy. Seriously, I'm

over and pushed Oliver

doing well or not, even if I become a beggar,