Chapter 314 Bell’s Hear

Dad?

Baron raised his lips and looked at Edwin thoughtfully.

If he remembered correctly, the man’s voice was the man who answered the phone that night. It was also the real Edwin Beck. And Hale also confirmed the existence of true and false Edwin.

Then?

Baron looked Edwin's old face, he understood immediately.

"Dad, Baron is only a child," Bella said in a small voice. The implication was that she hoped that Edwin should be tolerant with him. After all, all the grudges belonged to the old generation.

Nick’s problem with Baron was their father’s problem, but according to Bella’s understanding now. Edwin was Baron’s father’s generation. It was inevitable that the old bullied the young.

"He is only a child?" Edwin snorted and said to her, "Go back to your room first."

"Wait a minute." Baron suddenly looked at Edwin and said loudly. "This gentleman, why don't we have a talk about your father?"

Edwin’s eyes sank, “Give you an inch and you take a yard.” He looked at Quentin, and commanded coldly, “Throw out.”

Baron was immediately lifted up. He twisted his head and shouted to Edwin. "Bell, he is actually..."

"Stop," Edwin shouted in a low voice.

Quentin immediately stopped, and Baron also stopped shouting.

Bella looked at Baron and said confusedly, "What did you want to say just now?"

Baron shrugged. "He is actually someone my father has known before." Looking at Edwin, "Mr. Beck, it is better to have a talk in the study room. My father has some words to convey to you."

Edwin looked at Bella and sighed. "Bell, go back to your room first. I have something words to talk to him."

"Dad, do we and Baron's father have any grievances?" Bella’s heart was simply mentioned in her throat. When she saw Nick and Baron’s first meeting as if they had a deep grudge, she really worried that “Dad” also had some grudges with Baron’s father.

She sighed silently, Baron’s father seemed to be a really poor person.

Edwin’s cold eyes swept over Baron and said indifferently. “A man who is unscrupulous for the purpose, of course, we had some grudges.” He glanced at Baron and said, “Follow me.”

Bella pulled Edwin’s sleeves and whispered, "Dad, Baron is just a child."

Edwin sighed. At this time, he regretted if it was wrong to cut her memory. Looking at her so bravely defending the man who had hurt her, his heartfelt really unhappy.

"I know." Edwin looked at Alan. "Send the Miss back to rest."

"Yes, the master." Alan immediately pushed Bella’s wheelchair away.

Bella turned her head and looked at Baron. She smiled and patted her chest, signaling that he didn’t need to be afraid and she was there with him.

Baron saw her frowning when she patted her chest, he knew that she must have touched the wound. His heart hurt.

He nodded slightly to her and followed behind Edwin with his small short legs.

Steven was about to follow up, he heard Edwin’s voice. "Eden, accompany Bell to rest."

This was to let Steven watch Bell, in case she runs out for the shameless man.

Steven accompanied Bella back to her bedroom. When Alan stopped the wheelchair and planned to hug her to the bed, he went over and stopped Alan. "I will do it."

Alan looked at Steven and hesitated.

But Bella spoke. "Alan, let brother hold me."

Although Alan was stronger than ordinary women, she had been held to her bed for the past two days. After all, she was a woman, it was hard to hold her. These days Bella was actually very sorry to Alan.

However, Edwin did not arrange for other people to take care of her, and she did not want to be held by other men, so she could only bother Alan.

Now that her "brother" was here, she was certainly obliged to let her brother hold her. Instead of bothering Alan more.

Steven signaled Alan, and Alan immediately retreated aside. "Young master, be careful, not hurt Miss’s heart."

"Yeah." Steven carefully hugged Bella from the wheelchair and tried to keep balance without pulling her wound. His movements were very slow, and time seemed to stop. He seemed to be moving but also not.

"Brother, you can put me down." Bella saw him not moving and reminded.

Steven then carefully put her down a little, and apologized, "Sorry, did I just hurt you?"

"No." Bella had some doubts. "What happened to you? Are you absentminded?"

Steven sat down at her bed and shook his head. "Well. I just thought, if I were not abroad when you called me, everything would be fine, so I could have picked you up in advance." He looked at her chest wrapped in thick gauze, his eyes became a little red, "Then you wouldn’t have gotten hurt."

Bella looked down at the position of her wound, her eyes were a little fuzzy, there seemed to be a knife, blood comes out, no matter how she covered she couldn’t stop it.

Bella shook her head and smiled at Steven. "It doesn't matter, I feel good now. It's good this way. After that, it won't hurt anymore."

Because of complete despair, she would not do those stupid things again.

Steven licked her hair. "It’s my fault that I shouldn’t have left you in William’s Mansion. I should have brought you back from the beginning."

Bella shook her head. "Quentin has told me. You and Dad are also good for me. It is better for me to be hurt instead of being caught by those people for the experiment."

Here, Steven and Bella chatted.

In the study, Edwin and Baron had already been indifferent to each other.

Edwin looked at Baron and sneered. "It turned out that the King of the Sea is such a shameless person."

Baron was not annoyed, he said, "I come for Bell."

Edwin said with anger, "Do you want to see if she is dead or not? Or you didn’t hurt her enough?"

Baron turned aside his head, biting his lip, and his sound was still weak. "The knife is half an inch away from her heart, she will not be in danger."

"Oh?" Edwin widened his eyes with anger. "Bell is your wife, you even don’t know that her heart is half an inch away for normal position?!"

"What?!" Baron shocked, "How could it be..."

Then he could no longer talk.

Yes, he had tested Bella’s blood sample, whether she was pregnant, whether she was a virgin... he had measured all the relevant indicators related to the gestation, and never cared about her other conditions.

“How could it be?” Edwin took a heart photo from the table and threw it over. “This is the one that the knife has been pulled but the wound hasn’t been stitched yet.” He took out one photo. “This is shot when stitching her heart, her valve ruptured, and she was blooding seriously.” He threw out another, "This is taken during a cardiac arrest after surgery."

The color photos were thrown to Baron’s feet, and he crouched down to pick them up.