Warm Married Life: Mr. President Loves His Darling Wife-Chapter 281 - 280: Always Able to Forget Him

"I know. If... if he still doesn’t contact me after seeing the explanation online?" Bella raised her head a little helplessly, "Ms. Cheney, I have no confidence at all."

"Given his status, if he truly wants a clean break from you, even if you go looking for him, it won’t make a difference," Sharon said.

"If he doesn’t want to see me, then I can’t see him." Bella lowered her head and almost whispered to herself, "The difference in our status is so vast; if he doesn’t want to see me, then I won’t see him. It was like this before, and it’s like this now; there’s never been anything special or different like I thought."

"Bella..."

"Ms. Cheney, I understand." Bella raised her hand to wipe the tears from her face, "If the photo clarifies things and he still doesn’t contact me... I’ll know what to do."

Watching her pretend to be strong, Sharon felt very anguished, suddenly wanting to say: Just break up completely with Damian, and be with Archer Quinn. Archer is gentle and accommodating; being with him will definitely be harmonious and he would be more accepting of you.

The words were swallowed back before they were spoken.

"No matter what happens, Ms. Cheney is on your side," Sharon said.

"Mm, Ms. Cheney, thank you. I really feel you’re like a mom to me, always protecting me." Bella, with tear stains, tugged at the corners of her mouth and forced a smile, "Ms. Cheney, you should go to bed early; I’ll go back to my bed to sleep."

With that said, she returned to her own bed.

Sharon watched her turn away, curling up into a ball under the covers, knowing she was definitely crying quietly again. She wanted to comfort her but also knew that in the face of such things, others’ comfort is useless; she needs to walk through it herself.

With a silent sigh, Sharon lay down again, though sleep eluded her.

Bella lay wrapped in the blankets, curling up tightly, pressing her lips together and covering her mouth, tears streaming continuously.

She liked Damian so much, she couldn’t be as strong as others said.

But she wouldn’t endlessly pursue him; if he truly wanted a clean break, then she...

She would try her best to appear calm and, given enough time, she would be able to forget him.

If a month won’t do, then a year; if a year won’t do, then ten years; if ten years won’t do, then twenty or thirty years. She will be able to forget him, will be able to forget...

Wuu wuu wuu...

Bella cried until she was gasping for breath, with sharp pangs in her heart.

She didn’t know how long she cried; eventually, exhausted, she cried herself to sleep.

When she woke up the next morning, her eyes were swollen like walnuts, looking quite frightening.

Sharon said with concern, "Bella, do you want to rest for a day? I can ask Director Ford for leave on your behalf."

"Ms. Cheney, it’s not necessary, I’m fine." Bella shook her head, "The team is rushing progress; I’ve caused enough trouble by requesting leave before."

"But your eyes..." Sharon sighed, "Forget it, wait here for me; I’ll go to the hotel’s restaurant and get some boiled eggs and ice cubes." With that said, she left the room without waiting for a response.

Bella’s swollen eyes were uncomfortable; she rubbed them and took her toiletries to the bathroom, finally seeing her current appearance in the mirror.

A pale complexion, with only her pair of red and swollen eyes; her whole person looked as miserable as could be.

Bella reached out to touch her reflection in the mirror, laughing at herself, "Look at yourself now, how embarrassing."