495 Messy Footsteps

Bella ignored him and went straight to her room.

As soon as she was closing the door, one hand reached inside.

Bella looked at him through the crack of the door and did not speak.

"If I push the door and get in, maybe you'll die next second." Nick smiled very wickedly. As if the smoke-filled conversation at the table never happened before.

He was right, Bella let the door open, walked to the bed alone. She also needed a rest after standing for a whole afternoon.

She stopped before taking two steps.

She looked down at Nick's hand on her wrist, raised her eyebrows, and asked, "What’s up?"

"I have something!" Nick answered firmly.

Bella tried to withdraw her hand, but she failed.

She really didn't have the strength to pull with him, just asking, "What's the matter?"

"Marry me!"

Bella looked up at him lightly and fiercely, "What did you say?"

He actually wanted to humiliate Charles in this way, and humiliate her, this dying woman.

Charles' woman remarried Nick, outsiders were bound to think that Bella put a green hat on Charles. And before she died, she became a traitor, she couldn’t even die peacefully.

"Divorce Charles and marry me." Nick said word by word clearly, "I can save you."

"Don’t have a daydream!" Bella raised her hand and fanned over his charming face.

He could insult Charles, he could also insult her, but ... what kind of stigma had Bryant been carrying since then?

Other people in the Kingdom of the Sea did not know that the tree of life was about to wither, and they would not know that the tree of life must be saved by the child in combination of Charles and Bella.

In front of ignorant people, Bryant might be described as a shameless illegitimate child.

An illegitimate child was a shameful title. Even if Bryant received all the love and trust of Charles, he would doubt and feel inferior.

Like her, when she was young. Because she was considered to be an illegitimate child of Bess and a wild man, even if Bess explained it for thousands of explanations, she still secretly hid under the quilt for countless nights to cry.

She always smiled brightly in front of Bess, but in behind her, at school, in the community, how many small stones she was thrown, how many vegetables and leaves were smashed on her head, and how many people pointed at her face and scolded her bastard!

Bryant might have the protection of Charles’ identity, who dared not scold him directly, but the child's heart was always sensitive and fragile. She wanted her child to grow up physically and mentally healthily.

Nick clasped her hand very easily and dragged her palm. He didn't seem to mind that Bella just wanted to hit him, but instead said seriously, "Marry me, I can let you live."

Bella didn't believe him, "Thank you, I don't want to live anymore."

Nick suddenly hugged her, and his lips fell on top of her hair.

His sudden enthusiasm left her confused and frightened.

Nick really did everything to avenge Charles. If he really wanted to rape her, she couldn’t resist now.

Bella just felt full of bitterness in her mouth, but she couldn't say.

She didn't struggle, let him hug herself, let his lips fall a little down, and fell on her brows. She trembled, her voice very quiet. "If you really want to revenge Charles in this way, can you wait until the last day? Or, wait ... I am dead. At that time, you can do whatever you want. What you want was just to revenge on Charles, it will be the same effect."

As Nick said, except here, there were nets set by Charles everywhere, as long as she left here, Charles would find her.

She couldn't let Charles find her, so she had to stay here and wait to die.

She was not chaste, and still had nostalgia for even a dozen days of life. She hadn't seen what he looked like now, she was not sure if her brother was okay, and she hadn't seen what the child looked like. She didn't want to die yet, at least, not tonight.

She didn't want to spend the next ten days in self-loathing, so she asked him to wait until the last day, ideally, after she died.

Nothing was important after death, and she didn't want to know what he wanted.

Nick's gesture paused, he held her chin and stared at her, with hate in the enchanting eyes, "How could the effect be the same?"

"What you want is just to make Charles sad, no matter I am dead or alive, all you want is only one thing."

"Of course it's different!" Nick's eyes were gloomy, "I could still hear your voice before your death, I can't hear anything after your death. How can I describe everything to him with affection? How can I make him mad?"

Bella suddenly looked up and took a fruit knife on the bedside cabinet on her neck. "Okay, I have 18 days left, I don't want it."

With her eyes closed, she was about to pierce her neck violently, but the fruit knife was pulled out with a force the next second.

But the knife was already close to her neck, and the moment the knife flew out, a bloodline flew up in the air, Bella's body involuntarily stepped back two steps before standing still.

Without the chips, Bella no longer struggled, if he was really that kind of person, she would only die tonight.

Nick watched her blankly. At this time, the clothes that were very close to her were hanging on her body. A thin line of blood flowed down her neck, and it quickly dyed her collar.

She didn't seem to feel the pain, just standing with her lips pressed, and now she looked straight ahead, wondering where to look. She did not resist, did not struggle, and did not ask for mercy. Her crumbling appearance looked very pitiful.

At that moment, Nick looked at her with his eyes full of infinite compassion.

This poor dying woman was still ridiculously guarding her body for the damn man.

He actually felt pitiful for himself.

She once said that they were friends, but now she had no trace of trust in this friend.

She didn't want to believe he could save her.

Nick hugged her again and smiled wryly. But above Bella's invisible overhead, his smile was uglier than crying.

Bella no longer resisted, and the thin bones was shivering in his arms.

No matter how fast she thought she had grown up, if Nick really wanted to bully her, she was really powerless.

When men and women faced each other, it was not wisdom but strength.

However, Nick didn't find trouble for her, just silently treated her wound, applied medicine, and made a simple bandage.

Beside this, he didn't touch her anymore, and still slept on the bed in front of the window, where he could see her from the most convenient angle.

In fact, Bella didn't dare to sleep now, but her body was too weak, and her strong consciousness could not match her physical drowsiness. In the end, she fell asleep.

Until the next day, she was awakened by a loud noise of footsteps.

Her first reaction was that Charles had found here.

Before she jumped out of bed and was looking for a place to hide, the door was pushed open.