Bride of Mr.Billion

Chapter 7 

Bella’s POV: As soon as they got home, my sister Betty came up and asked, “Sister, what happened to your face?”

Hearing this, my mother immediately came over and asked anxiously, “Who did it? Is it your father?” 

“Mom, I was slapped twice, but I slapped back twice!” When i saw my mother‘s distressed look, i pretended to be relaxed.

“Don‘t take it to heart, Bella. Your father must have listened to Connie.” 

Mom, are you trying to say that my dad hit me for a reason? Can i forgive him? 

I threw the ice bag away angrily and said, “Mom, Ryan has never cared about you for so many years, Why are you still speaking for him? You have nothing to do with him now. You are strangers, and you are not as good as strangers. You are enemies!” 

That was how my mother was. She was weak and had no idea what to do. The father was her god. Although they had divorced for many years, Ryan was still her husband in her heart. 

That was what I hated most. 

“He is your father after all.” My mother‘s voice was very low. 

Seeing such a weak mother, I felt sad and softened my tone. “Mom, I‘m tired. I‘m going back to my room to rest.” 

I entered my room in frustration, my face burning with pain. Fortunately, it was the weekend tomorrow, otherwise, I wouldn‘t have been able to go to work. 

knock knock knock… 

few minutes later, the door was knocked twice, and her mother‘s voice came in.

to tell you just now. Mom‘s good friend introduced you to a University professor.

convenient now. I‘ll arrange for you to meet next week!”

since my ex–boyfriend cheated on me, my mother has been looking for someone to introduce me to. Once I object, my mother will start to shed tears

week later, I sat in a very romantic restaurant, waiting for for someone to be introduced by my mother‘s friend. At seven o‘clock, a man in grey trousers, a white shirt, and gold–rimmed glasses

and clear. I looked him up and down, raised my chin and said, “I have a few questions for

looks very gently. I don‘t have a bad impression of him for the time

kind of date. I came here just to make

thought I had to say something to stimulate this man and let him take the initiative

Susan know that don’t introduce me to

answer, I will.”

estate i

a house in this city were all from wealthy families or particularly

dinicult to buy a house in the

guessed that he couldn‘t have a house, so I deliberately made things

smile “‘m living in alwo

property with a particularly bad location or a very

“Do you have a Mercedes?”

now. If

“My salary

tempers, I can understand.” Hank continued to say gently.

table and said, “Are you sick? You have a big house and a good car. You are handsome, and you are a university

you?” Hank looked at me.