Chapter 337 Too Nervous to Keep Her IQ

There was only one possibility: the medicine was amazing, and it immediately worked.

However, for this point, Bella was not so convinced.

Charles looked at her like a child who had done something wrong. She lowered her head, bit her lip, he touched her head, and asked softly, "Bell, what happened?"

Bella pushed his hand on her hair and said, "Nothing, I have to go back soon after we approach the shore. If you are convenient tomorrow, let's set a time to look at my mother."

Charles looked at the empty palm, his lips raised bitterly. She really hated him now.

Charles put his hand in his trouser pockets silently and asked, "Where are you going? I can send you."

Bella glanced at him. "I have a home now, of course, I am going home."

She had a home...

Charles suddenly thought that Roy had told him that the lady had never regarded herself as the owner of William’s Mansion. She was not happy there.

Looking at her confident and complacent face at this time, she was obviously proud of the present “home”.

Charles’s throat was a bit embarrassing, “Bell, William’s Mansion is also your home.”

"That's not my home, it has never been." Bella went to the chord and looked at the blue sea. Her voice was very light and floating. "I didn't have the freedom to go out there, I didn't have the freedom to eat, didn't have the freedom to do anything. I have to look at people’s eyes, keep cautious all the time no matter what I want to do. It is not a home, it is a cage."

She said, "If I want to go out, I have to apply, to make a deal, even a walk requires approval." Her thoughts drifted far away. "There was the most horrible memory and the cruelest pain for me. It is not my home. It has never been."

All the happiness that she had there disappeared with these pains, not existed anymore.

Just like her pure love for Charles, it disappeared little by little in his repeated mistrust and injury. Even if there was only a little sadness in the bottom of her heart, it would soon be covered by the pain buried in her memory.

She remembered that her love for him every day and also remembered all the pain he brought to her.

It was not she harbored the resentment and forgot all the kindness. Charles’s kindness to her, she had turned it all into love, but his hurt to her had become a sharp knife which cut up her love.

What existed between them was not only Charles’s knife, but also the hurt that had accumulated over time.

He didn't believe her, never believed her, even if she cried and begged him like that in the end, she let him help her to check Katherine, just check once. He did not believe her, and chose to believe Katherine.

It was crueler than the knife that was inserted into her chest. Because he always said that he loved her, but he finally told her that he believed in a person he did not love.

This was ridiculous, and at that moment she wanted to be a person who was trusted by him but not loved.

"Bell, sorry, I don't know, the person who saved me fifteen years ago is you. I, once promised, I would definitely repay the person who saved me." Charles had been humble to the extreme.

"Oh really?" Bella suddenly turned her head and looked at him with a funny smile. "Did this turn out to be what the King of the Sea repaid? If your benefactor is an indiscriminate person, who had done all the bad things. You will also stand her side without hesitation. Right?"

Charles compresses his lips. "Literately, yes." He said eagerly. "But now I know that the person who saved me in icy polar region is you, Bell."

"So your love is, who saved you, and you whom?" Bella pushed him fiercely, "You still wait for Katherine to save you, I will never save you again.”

She would never run passionately to block the bullets for him.

Bella didn’t want to continue to talk about it, she didn’t want to entangle with him because of this. She ran into the cab and asked Ziv, "How long does it take to go to the beach?"

"How long..." Ziv subconsciously looked at the direction of Charles, silently asking, how long it would take.

This was very flexible, it could how fast or how slow people wanted.

Bella followed his gaze and looked at Charles’s face, she pursed and revealed her injured left palm. "Can you just go to the beach quicker up to that I just watered the tree of life? I am anxious to go home."

Now, she finally had no need to be controlled by him, and she could use these to deal with him without hesitation.

Because she was no longer afraid of him, not at all.

Unlike before, even if he needed to drink her blood every day, she voluntarily obeyed, just for the sake of the peace of the world, only to live there and spend every day safely, only to ask him not to deduct her mother's treatment fee.

Now, she didn’t need to worry about anything. She was no longer under his control.

In fact, she was not out of his control, but he did not dare, did not want to control her. Because he fell in love with her, he would never dare to imprison her as he did before, regardless of her willing.

Love could make people humble, noble as Charles, at this moment, he finally understood that she was reluctant to step back, but she still looked up to him and said, "Yes, I love you."

She should have fallen into the dust, but he could only feel his joy, and did not care if she had already fallen into the mud.

Because she knew the love that she couldn’t respond to, but she still admitted it under his pressure. She was embarrassed or sad at the time?

What he did originally was just because he didn’t love her. At this moment, he retreated into the mud just because he loved her too much.

"Arrive at the beach in fifteen minutes." When Charles said this sentence, he was looking at Bella, but for Ziv it was an instruction.

The yacht speeded up and Bella’s heart finally loosed. To be honest, she had already prepared to float on the sea. After all, Charles would never do anything because of her request.

Although it was the first time, she was not touched. Instead, she looked at the bloody scar in her palm and sat down on the deck. She looked at the seawater that was broken by the boat in front of her. She was thinking about how to explain with Edwin her disappearance for half of the day after going home.

Of course, she couldn’t tell him that she was with Charles, because her dad really disliked Charles.

She also agreed with this. She also very disliked Charles.

She would say that she went to see Bess, but in fact she did not see her. If he wanted to check, it would be checked out easily. Oh, it didn’t work either.

Yeah, she could say that she looked for Dora.

Bella’s eyes became bright, it would be fine. She quickly called Dora to collaborate with an oral confession.

After hanging up the phone, she saw Charles looking at her with a smile.

She returned the phone to him, and was a little uncomfortable. "I just don't want my father to worry."

Charles said, "I will send you up."

Charles was actually speechless. Did she forget that she just called Edwin with his phone? Why did she want to talk to Dora to pretend that she was with her?

Fine, Bella thought that she was so nervous that she forgot it.