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.

the sound of a door

his eyes, it was still dark outside. The movement of the curtains by the door told him the door-closing sound wasn't

struggled to sit up, realizing there was an extra blanket on him that he

a night's sleep, Oliver's head still hurt, not

saw Bella opening the yard gate to leave, so he

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

asking, "Where are you going so early?" "Buying groceries,"

really need to

back at him. "I didn't

and

to follow. I chose

streets, they

with several heavy bags, and Oliver

the way back, Oliver felt the weight and thought about how she

carry such heavy groceries home by herself every

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

other residents of the place

to the side, clueless about how to

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

You can leave now," Bella

a bit embarrassed under everyone's curious

be mad at me, okay?

up and glared

"Stop calling

business while being pregnant is incredibly challenging. While you are undoubtedly capable, it's okay to accept support when

woman who had hit Oliver yesterday walked to the sink holding a toothbrush cup, speaking to Bella with the voice

view, she might have felt embarrassed about hitting him yesterday, so she decided to say

also chimed

up quickly. There's nothing that

mistake. It might be worth considering forgiveness, especially for the sake

all tried to persuade her, and

"It's not

stop talking. It's all my fault anyway. Honey, let's not argue and make

the

go back to

washing the dishes, Bella pushed the cart out the door, and Oliver followed

can you be so shameless? Stop following me, okay? You really

scolded him, Oliver kept

morning, Oliver

came. Bella didn't have a big umbrella, and the burning

hurriedly packed up her things, and Oliver told her to leave it and take shelter from the rain, but she didn't

take shelter either; he just stood there with her in the rain, feeling

she had given it to an old lady

Oliver and pushed

the rain, "Can

ignored him and kept pushing

kicked her

him, shouting, "Are you

face and running

I'm crazy. Seriously, I'm completely out

rushed over and pushed

not, even if I become a beggar,