Bride of Mr.Billion (Bella and Herbert)

Chapter 346

Bella's POV:

"When did you see that I was busy with beautiful women all night?" Herbert walked towards me and asked me.

I turned my head away, but my nose was trying hard to smell the scent on Herbert, but I was still a little far away from him. I could only smell the smell of alcohol.

Although I didn't smell Linda's perfume on him, I still felt that he must be with Linda tonight!

The next second, he pressed me against the wall. Then he put his neck in front of my nose and said, "Only in this way can your nose smell if there is any perfume on my body!" I felt a little pain when he grabbed me. I wanted to push him away and said angrily, "What's wrong with you? Let me go!" "I won't let you go until you smell me clearly." Herbert pressed me against the wall. "You..." I couldn't catch my breath because of the pressure, but I also completely smelled the scent of Herbert.

Tonight, there was only the smell of wine and sweat on his body, as well as a strong smell of tobacco. Then, it was his body scent, and there was no other smell.

I didn't smell the perfume of a woman, but I didn't want to give up. I sniffed it intentionally or unintentionally, but there was indeed no other smell.

Herbert said, "I've let you down, haven't?" These words made me very angry. I pushed him away and shouted, "What's there to be disappointed about? No matter what happens between you and any woman, it has nothing to do with me!"

After I said that, I turned around and went back to my room.

However, as soon as I took a step, my wrist was grabbed by him. Then my body was pulled back by him. I couldn't control my balance and fell into a warm embrace. "You're jealous." Herbert pressed my head against his chest. His words poked at the anguish in my heart.

But I didn't say anything. In the past two days, my mood had always been very unstable. He liked to find fault with me. I didn't like whatever he did. I didn't even know why my mood became so irritable.

I was jealous. I was jealous that he was with Linda! I knew that was the reason. But I didn't want to admit it at this time, at least in front of Herbert. It was like if I admitted my love for him. I would become a vulnerable person. I would be hurt by him at will.

The scars of the past were still there.

I still had no way to completely let go.

"You're jealous, you still care about me and love me. No, you've always loved me. It's just that you don't want to admit it!" Herbert's eyes were hot and sharp, like a sharp knife piercing through my disguise, or an eagle looking at its prey.

Out of instinct, I pushed him away and shouted, "Are you having a wishful thinking disorder? I didn't love you anymore. You have no place in my heart!"

Herbert, however, was walking towards me. The distance between us was shortened bit by bit. "Bella, don't lie to me anymore. You lied to yourself. You won't fall in love with anyone, and I won't fall in love with any woman. We are wasting our time now."

"I didn't fall in love with anyone else because I haven't met someone suitable yet. As for you, humph, when were you loyal? You'll fall in love with any beautiful women? Even if I don't smell Linda's perfume today, do you dare to say that you haven't been with her tonight?" I asked,

I was protecting my poor self-esteem. What he said was right. I really wouldn't fall in love with another man, because I had always loved him in my heart. Although this was the fact that I didn't want to admit, I had to face it now."

"I..." Herbert was about to speak.

I interrupted him without hesitation. "You don't have to say it. I guessed right, didn't I?"

"Bella, it's not what you think. Let me explain, okay?" Herbert stepped forward and held my shoulder, looking nervous.

The more nervous he was, the more I knew that my guess was right.

It was like a cat scratching my heart with its sharp claws.

I pushed his hand away and said in a cold tone, "What else is there to talk about? What done is done. Why don't you admit it? Why are you so hypocritical now?"

With that, I turned around, walked into my bedroom, and slammed the door shut.

I leaned against the door and closed my wearily eyes...

In the next few days, Herbert seemed to have disappeared, and I had never seen him again.

The pile of clothes and shoes sent from the shopping mall were put into the storage room on the first floor by Miranda.

At first, I thought that Herbert was on a business trip.

But in the next few days, I found that he had moved his clothes and shoes.

At noon on this day. I was feeding Lucky food at the dining table.

Miranda washed a basin of clothes and came out of the laundry room. She was about to hang it on the second floor.

"Miranda, go dry the clothes after dinner," I said. Miranda immediately shook her head. "No, that won't do. The clothes wore by Mr. Wharton are too unique. Not only do I have to wash hand wash them, I also have to dry them in time. Otherwise, there will be wrinkles."

Hearing this, I pulled my lips and said, "Isn't he on a business trip? Why does he change his clothes every day?"

"Mr. Wharton isn't on a business trip. Every morning, he'll come back to change clothes. At that time, you've already gone to send Lucas, so you won't be able to see him..." As she spoke, Miranda didn't continue.

Hearing this, I frowned. As I expected, Herbert was deliberately avoiding me. Every day, he came back to change clothes and checked on Lucky while I was out sending Lucas?" Every time I sent Lucas home, Lucky would call me dad. It turned out that he really did come back I'm going to dry the clothes." Miranda said as she left. Watching Miranda leave, I didn't feel good either.

What did Herbert mean? Was he avoiding me on purpose?