502 Revealing the Truth

The moon is getting full, and the light outside the window was getting clear.

Bella was lying on the bed looking at the painting in her hand, and a slight smile was evoked by the corners of her lips.

The painting was a picture of the whole family she had drawn these days. Charles in the painting wore a white suit that was tailored to fit. This was his regular dress, an image engraved in her head. She could easily draw him without him in front of her.

In the picture, she wore a white dress, which she also wore the first time Charles took her to the banquet. This was the first time she wore such a luxurious dress, and the first time she saw herself differently. It was also the first time Charles remained a picture in her heart.

That was the inauguration of William’s Group Hotel. In order to force her to marry Charles, Len framed Bess with Laura to break the expensive teapot in the tea room, forcing her to borrow money from Charles and even sold herself to pay off debts.

That time, it was a deal. But even it was a transaction, she acknowledged his help to her and he took her out of that predicament.

Bella touched the face of Charles and smiled softly, "I must haven't been treated well before, therefore I will be touched by such a small thing. Obviously, you just happened to appear when I was in danger."

While she needed the money, he made a request for her to deliver a baby for him.

"You are really bad." Bella smiled, the tears flowed unconsciously from her soft eyes.

At the last moment of her life, her mind was full of his shadow, his past with her.

Many times the lovers would ask, "What do you love me?"

In the past few days, Bella had also seriously thought about this question. What did she love about Charles? If she thought about it carefully, he really had nothing for her to love.

He forcibly took her first night, every time when she was in distress, he let her use herself as a bargaining chip to make a deal, and held her around the neck many times to throw her on the ground, making her vomit blood...

How could such a person deserve her love?

Bella poked the nose of the person in the picture with a smile and burst into tears. "You should be thankful that you have met a person who has never been spoiled that I would be so grateful for your little help."

Because she had not been cherished, she would be moved because he repeatedly helped when she needed it. Even if it was just a transaction every time, she appreciated his help.

In the painting, she held a cute child in her arms. The child had a similar eyebrow like Charles, his eyes were like hers, and her small body was hidden in her arms.

Bryant had a fish tail. She never imagined that he transformed his feet, because she was afraid that she couldn’t paint well, so she hid the position of his feet in her arms, only revealing Bryant's beautiful face and chubby hands.

This was what a family of three looked like. Bella would use it as the only family portrait left for Charles and Bryant.

The door creaked and opened.

Bella quickly drew the painting in turn on the bed, looked at Nick who walked in, smiled to please him, "Are you free?"

Nick ignored her smile and set his eyes coldly on her side, smiling ironically, "Do you think I am blind?"

Bella subconsciously dragged the painting in her hand, she was afraid he would grab it, or he would tear it apart.

In the past few days, she painted while Nick was busy, and only painted a little a day before she painted what it looked like now. In order to spend the next few days peacefully, she had tried to avoid mentioning Charles in front of him.

Nick approached her step by step, and Bella suddenly stuffed the painting into her bed. In some places the pigments were not completely dry. But now, she had no time to mind it, she couldn’t let Nick take the painting away.

Nick came to the bed, looked down at her, and was very funny, "Do you think that I am a gentleman? Do I dare not stretch my hand into your quilt?"

Bella's pale face was white, how could Nick be such a person? No doubt she deliberately gave him a chance.

In anxiety, she suddenly spoke, "I'll draw you tomorrow?"

Nick looked at her, and there was an inexplicable emotion in his eyes, "Tomorrow?"

Tomorrow, he was afraid it would be too late.

Bella nodded strongly, "Well, tomorrow. I must paint you tomorrow."

Doc!

The door was knocked, and Jack's voice came from outside, "The Second Master."

Nick looked at her, "Tomorrow, it might not be okay."

"Then the day after tomorrow." Bella thought he was busy the next day.

"The day after tomorrow ... may not work ..."

"Not the day after tomorrow ..."

Bella simply said, "I must paint well before I die."

"What if you can’t finish it before you die?"

"No, it will definitely finish it."

"Even if you can’t finish it, it's fine. You will owe me all your life." Nick looked at her with a smile, and his smile turned a little warm. It was soft, but with some kind of fragmented desolation.

Bella looked a little sad. She thought that Nick was not iron-hearted, that he would still be sad for her death.

Seeing that he was sad for her, Bella smiled, "I will paint you well."

Nick stopped talking and turned to leave. When he walked to the door, he stopped and looked back at her, "Take the picture out, and hang it wherever you want."

His voice was gentle that sounded a little unreal, and Bella had a feeling of hallucination.

When she came to her mind and wanted to say thank you, Nick had opened the door and left.

Nick closed the door and looked at Jack at the door, "What’s up?"

"The second master, can I borrow you a minute?" Jack looked at the door.

It was inconvenient to be heard by anyone.

Nick took the lead to walk out of the door and went deep into the forest. Stopping at the place where Bella was crying, he turned around, "You can say it now."

Nick was ready, but Jack hesitated again.

Nick saw him hesitated and said, "After tomorrow, Charles and I, one person will inevitably die. If I die, this place will be exposed, Charles will definitely find here, and Charles will also give his heart to Bella, that way, he will still die. If you kill Bella in advance, Charles will surely kill all your loved ones. Don’t say bullshit like your family is mine. Count Lewinsky's wife is very beautiful in Kingdom M. Is it your daughter? "

Jack’s face turned pale, and immediately knelt down, "The Second Master!"

Nick snorted, "Don't be afraid, I just checked it. I won't do anything to her. But if Bella dies, maybe Charles will do something to her. What do you think about it??"

He looked down at Jack, with compassion in his eyes, "Why are you doing this? You come to find me just want to tell me what happened in the past, and let me eliminate the willingness of killing Charles. You did nothing, but don't want me to die, or Charles to die, and you want to maintain my daughter's life well. Jack, there is no such good thing in this world. Do you know it?"

"The Second Master!"

"Tell me!" Nick said, "If you don’t say it now, it’s going to be dawn."