343 Bell, I Felt Cold

Bella was hesitated and asked, "Have you always taken this photo with you?"

Steven smiled. "Yeah, it has been with me all the time."

"This boy..." Bella pointed to the little boy in the photo wearing a very old cotton coat and asked, "Is he called Steven, haven't you found him yet?"

She remembered that when he went to William’s Mansion to recognize her, he said that the boy in the photo was called Steven, who had not been found yet.

Steven’s eyes became darker, falling on the photo frame. He looked at the little one in the neat photo frame that was inlaid in the glass. His sound was low in the dust. "Well, I haven't found him yet."

“Brother, do you still have other information? Like his characteristics, let me know and I will notice him for you later. Maybe we can find him earlier in this way.” Bella said sincerely.

At that moment, Steven thought she had already remembered the past.

He immediately asked excitedly, "Why do you want to look for him? Have you already thought of something?"

Bella was somewhat scared by his sudden excitement. She subconsciously raised her hands and made a surrender. She withdrew a half-step and pointed to the photo. "Because I think you seem to be very eager to find him, so I, I just want to help. I didn't think of anything."

Steven lowered his head and he was somewhat frustrated. "It turned out to be like this." Soon after, he recovered and raised his hand to rub her head. He said with a smile. "Well, I don't need you to find him. It will be nice if I find him. But if I can’t..." he whispered. "Maybe he is living very well now, and doesn’t want us to bother him."

This was also true.

Steven said goodnight to Bella, and came to the guest room, locked the door and looked at the back of the succinct photo frame with a relief.

Fortunately, she did not find this secret.

Steven sat on the bed and quietly opened the back of the photo frame. The fixed photo suddenly fell on the bed.

There was a very childish handwriting on the white back of the photo, because it was after a long time, the trace of the handwriting had become blurred.

There was a saying on the above, "Bell, I started to replace your brother as Edwin today. Can you recognize me when we meet? Bell, wait for me, I will marry you!"

The writing faded and the image became blurred. Just as he and Bella, there was no possibility anymore.

As if there was something suddenly spilled over his eyes, Steven’s fingers pressed his eyes, and after a while, he slowly put the photos back into the photo frame and placed them next to the bed.

He lay sideways and looked at the girl with a smile on the bedside photo. He said to himself, "Bell, this is also very good isn’t it? It is also good to be your brother. I can always give you a shoulder when you are sad. When you are happy, I can always share your happiness at first time... Being your brother is not so bad, isn’t it? Edwin is right, family is forever. Bell, you become my eternal sister...”

His tear flowed silently and disappeared into the dark hair.

Love but couldn’t own her, he could just retreat.

At night, Bella had a dream, in which she was entangled by huge vines, and the thick vines wrapped around her lower abdomen, constantly stirring.

Bella was struggling desperately, beating and crying, "Child, child, don't hurt my child..."

But the vine seemed to be a human, not only did not let her go, but blocked her mouth.

The warm breath was too familiar.

Bella suddenly opened her eyes, and by the dim night light, she saw Charles enlarged face.

"Humm! Char... les... you are a bastard..." Bell’s mouth was blocked by him, which made her words became unclear, "Loose me."

Charles was not attached, and his gentle tongue tipped out from her lips, but his lips still stopped at hers, His voice was low, but still gorgeous.

"...your father's body has just recovered, do you want to wake him up?"

Such a bad person, who always grasp the most heart-wrenching part of people at any time.

Bella shook her head. "No, I won’t shout but you must release."

But just as she opened her mouth, his lips slipped into her lips. The tongues that just ended up entangling were colluding again.

Bella’s face became red, he did not chase after her, but his lips fell along with her ears. The warm breath sprayed on her sensitive earlobe, causing her body gently tremble, which was especially sensitive during pregnancy.

"You come down~," said Bella.

Charles smiled like a food along with her ears, "Bell, you are on my body."

Bella then found out that she was really laying on Charles. She beat her head hard, she was really stupid like a pig that she didn’t pay attention to this.

"Would you like to come down?" Charles stared at her and asked very intimately.

Bella didn’t say anything, and she had rolled directly from his body to the bed. Because of the winter, she actually found that the bed was a bit cold.

Apparently, she had been sleeping on his body for a long time.

Bella pushed him, "Go back to your room to sleep."

"I can't go back. I can only use it once within four hours." Charles said, "My physical strength has not recovered yet. Now if I go back, I can only walk from to the door." He sat up, "If you are not afraid that I will be seen by someone else going out of your room, then I will go back now."

The Peak Garden and William’s Mansion were the same, and there would be people guarding during the night. What if they told dad tomorrow? Being laughed at was a small matter, mainly because it was a shame.

"Forget it." Bella opened the collar of her pajamas. "Can’t my blood restore your strength? You can bite it now."

"No." Charles shook his head.

"Why? Didn't you bite before? What kind of good people do you pretend to be now?" Bella was angry to extreme.

"I don't have the medicine to cure the wound, it will scar." Charles said, "If you don't mind keeping my teeth trace on my shoulders, I don't mind..."

As he was saying, he pretended to bite her shoulder.

"Stop it." Bella arranged well the collar. "You can move back after four hours."

She didn't want Charles's teeth trace to leave on her body.

Bella slept sideways, she took away most of the quilt, kept a distance with him, and then slept.

Less than ten seconds later, Charles’s big hand once again surrounded her waist.

"Release." Bella lifted his arm and threw it aside.

However, Charles was too strong that she couldn’t push him away.

"Bell, I feel cold." Charles's voice sounded weakly behind her, with some grievance.

The picture that he slept on the cold gold bed, only covered with a thin layer of colorful algae immediately flashed into Bella’s brain. It looked extremely luxurious, but it felt not warm at all.