Warm Married Life: Mr. President Loves His Darling Wife-Chapter 49 - 48: We’re Not That Close Yet
Vivian Norris is only twenty-eight years old, but she has already won two Best Actress awards, so of course, she has reason to be proud.
Moreover, among those pursuing her, there is no shortage of rich second-generation heirs and some wealthy businessmen. But compared to Damian Sinclair, they are not even on the same level.
She has her pride and feels that only someone like Damian Sinclair is worthy of her. She is confident that she can gradually break through Damian Sinclair’s psychological defenses and has already planned it out.
However, just as her plan was being put into action, a new and inexplicable figure emerged, utterly capturing Damian Sinclair’s attention.
This is clearly a slap in her face, so how could she not be angry?
At this moment, Bella Acker couldn’t notice the people around her, or rather, the moment she saw Damian Sinclair, everyone else faded into the background without her realizing.
She looked at the hand Damian Sinclair extended, seemingly dumbfounded.
His hand was beautiful—slender, fair, with distinct knuckles. Even his nails were trimmed neatly and attractively, thanks to someone taking special care of them.
As he extended his arm, the sleeve of his suit was slightly pulled up, revealing the watch on his wrist.
This watch was the one she gave him for his birthday last year. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚
At that time, she wanted to give him a gift that he could carry with him everywhere, so she considered many options—wallets, necklaces, watches, even rings. But considering their special relationship, she finally settled on the watch.
He was still wearing the watch she gave him, weren’t they already broken up?
Bella Acker looked up at Damian Sinclair in a daze, and only snapped back to reality when her eyes met his cold and distant gaze, "I’m... I’m sorry. I... you... hello..."
Her heart was in a panic, and she no longer knew what she was saying. She only frantically reached out her hand to grasp Damian Sinclair’s large hand that had been extended for some time.
His palm was always dry and warm, even when holding hands for a long time, it wouldn’t get sweaty. She used to love curling up in his lap, playing with his hand while he read.
As their hands intertwined, when his fingers wrapped around hers, Bella Acker instantly froze on the spot.
"Hello." Damian Sinclair gently squeezed her small knuckled hand before letting go.
Her palm felt empty, and even her heart felt hollow.
Bella Acker reluctantly withdrew her hand, and when she looked up again, Damian Sinclair was already listening to someone else speak, without sparing her another glance, as if the handshake just now was really only a formality between strangers getting acquainted.
You’ve already broken up, what are you still hoping for?
Bella Acker clenched her hand tightly, lowered her head, not wanting others to see her reddened eyes.
She didn’t want to cry either, but just the thought that she would no longer be part of Damian’s future, only able to watch him marry and have children with another woman, made it hard for her to suppress the ache in her heart.
"Director Ford, I personally really like the character Hera, could you please have the actress playing Hera talk to me in detail?" Damian Sinclair, who had been listening to others speak, suddenly spoke up, leaving the director and others discussing the shooting plan stunned for a moment.
However, the director reacted quickly, "President Sinclair, the one playing Hera is Bella."
Of course, he knew that it was Bella Acker, this thoughtless little troublemaker, playing Hera!
The more turbulent the emotions in Damian Sinclair’s heart, the calmer and more indifferent his expression became. He looked at Bella Acker and said, "We aren’t familiar enough to address each other by nicknames. May I ask your name?"
