Bride of Mr.Billion

Chapter 7

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… 

knocked twice, and

to tell you just now. Mom‘s good

I‘ll arrange

me to. Once I object, my mother will start to shed tears

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,

I looked him up and down, raised my chin and said, “I

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

like this kind of date. I came here just to

say something to stimulate

way, let Susan know that don’t introduce me to all kinds

as i can answer, I will.” Hank smiled, revealing two rows of

a real estate

in this city were all from wealthy families or particularly high

house in the city with the salary of a professor

couldn‘t have a house, so I deliberately

“‘m living

stunned and thought, “It must be a property with a particularly bad

“Do you have

smile deepened. “My car is a Land Rover now. If you like Mercedes, I

him, I continued, “My salary is not high and my

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

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

Hank looked

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