Chapter 95 - The wrong identity

Bella woke up incredibly early the next day, and there was no one on the other side of the bed.

She sat beside the desk and looked at the empty bed, covered her face shyly. Why would she think that Charles would be there? She was just a machine to bear his child.

However, her body told her that he did not have sex with her last night.

This simple cognition made her smile and think that man had a soft heart sometimes.

Elsa's medicine was effective, Bella didn’t have any cold symptoms at all. She worked at the desk and carefully finished the rest of the menu drawing.

Then she took a picture of it and sent a message to the client. “The sample image has been completed, and the electronic version will be available tomorrow. Is that ok?”

She didn’t have a computer and could only scan it tomorrow when she arrived at work.

The client quickly replied with a surprised expression and said, “Please give me the sample picture, the original.”

Bella felt surprised. Generally, a menu was first electronically made and then printed out. Her picture was hand-drawn, not delicate, and didn’t seem as good as one that was turned into an electronic file. Also, the paper was wrinkled because of her tears falling on it.

When the client saw that she didn’t reply, Bella immediately received another message. “I am willing to add another $500 for the original. I really like this drawing.”

$500?

Bella quickly added the sum. She got another message. “$1,000? Please send me the original.” Then she replied “Ok.”

The client quickly sent a smiling emoji and said, “Good, deal! Can you give me the original today?”

Bella thought about it and agreed.

Her client added $500, then she had $1,300. Charles cut $2,000, and now she still needed $1,700 for her mother's treatment. There were still twenty days until the end of the month...

Bella waved her small fist in the air and excitedly cheered herself: Charles, you can’t beat me!

At 7:40, Bella knocked on the door of Charles’s room on time, and she gave him the pre-meal blood and ran out fast after finishing her breakfast.

Before she ran far, she heard Charles’s cold voice. “Come back before 10 o’clock.”

10 o'clock? She only had more than an hour, how could she bring it to her client.

Bella slowly turned her body and walked back to Charles, she smiled softly. “How about coming back before 2 o’clock?”

“No!” Charles answered without looking at her.

“How about 1 o’clock?” Bella asked insistently.

Charles did not say a word.

Bella bent down and carefully inquired, “12 o'clock?”

The knife and fork dropped on the plate which was a sign of his anger. Bella was afraid. At the same time, her body was forced to lean forward. Her eyes confronted Charles’s cold and blue eyes.

“Bella, you don't have the ability to bargain with me. If you don't want to listen then never go out!”

“I will go! I will come back before 10 a.m!” Bella quickly raised her hands and swore regardless of the pain on her cheeks.

Charles stood up and stared at her. “Don't be too greedy.”

Bella lowered her head and replied softly. “Yes.”

She just wanted to spend a little time to send the picture to the client.

On the way to the hospital, she called Dora.

“Bella?” Dora's voice sounded tired, it seemed that she hadn’t got up yet.

“Dora, can you come to the hospital for a while? I need your help.” Bella was a little embarrassed. It was summer now, Dora worked late at night, and got up early in the morning. But Bella had no other friends except her, so she had to disturb her.

“Hospital? What's wrong with you, Bella? Ah? Did your father give you trouble again?” Dora was concerned and got up. Bella could hear Dora getting up.

“Not me, it’s my mother. Dora, I will talk to you in detail after we meet at the hospital.”

“Well, wait for me. I will be there soon. Send me the address.”

Hearing a noise from the other side of the phone, Bella smiled. It was so lovely that she had a friend.

Bella walked to the hospital gate and saw Dora coming out of the taxi with her eyes red.

Dora was usually economical, but she took a taxi because of her phone call.

“Bella, what happened? How did she get into the hospital?” Dora ran over and enquired anxiously.

Bella’s eyes turned red, she hugged Dora and cried sadly. “Len is a bastard. He asked someone to put my Mum into a coma...”

Bella told Dora what happened to her mother as they sat in the garden of the hospital.

“That bastard, did you catch him?” Dora was too angry to say much. “You are too good to be his daughter.”

He was in fact not her father.

Bella didn’t tell Dora the truth, because this was related to her mother's reputation. She had to wait for her mother to wake up and ask her for the facts.

“He has been caught.”

“That's good.” Dora's mood also became low. “At least, you know who hurt your mother. I don't know who killed my father.” She smiled bitterly and sighed. “Police dealt with the case in the same way, why the difference is so big?”

Bella shook her head, and her voice was weak. “Charles helped me catch him and put him in prison.”

“Charles?” Dora's eyes brightened, “The Lord? I didn't expect him to be such a good person. Bella, you are fortunate to find such a person as your boss.”

“Sure.” Bella looked at Dora and asked seriously, “Dora, if, I mean, if one day I become a lover of someone, will you look down on me and end our friendship?”

“I won’t,” Dora answered determinedly.

Before Bella felt happy about her reply, Dora looked at her with belief. “I know what kind of person you are. You hate the homewrecker most. How could you become the homewrecker of another man? Don't worry, I believe that you wouldn’t do that..”

Bella held her hands and did not say a word.

Dora saw her expression and got close to her and gossiped. “What happened? Have you had sex with the Lord? Oh, it doesn't matter if you did. I have checked, the Lord has no girlfriend or fiancée, even if you had sex with him, you are not a homewrecker. If you did, you could be the wife of the Lord, then I might also benefit because of you. Hahaha...”

Bella smiled as Dora laughed loudly, but she was a real homewrecker.

How could she tell Dora that Charles blocked all the news of his beloved to protect her? How could she tell her that she really had sex with Charles and she was a real homewrecker?

Although she was not voluntary, a homewrecker was a homewrecker.