บททั้งหมดของ His Sweet Bella: บทที่ 101 - บทที่ 110

The clouds of anxiety weighed down on him as his feet advanced towards the room she was admitted in. There was an unfamiliar man and a woman standing outside the door of her room. The man had big bloodstains on his shirt. Killian's heart staggered painfully as he deduced whose blood was that. He swallowed and stalked towards the room in three large strides. To his disappointment, the room was closed as she was being treated behind the doors."Fuck it," he aggressively punched the wall beside the door and defeatedly dragged a hand down his face. The couple watched him confused as he swiveled towards them and made eye contact with the man. The man gulped. He didn't seem to be in the best of mood. "You broug

Flashback"I know something is up with you, Bell, spill it" Freya insisted."What are you talking about? Everything is fine," Ara faked ignorance as she dipped the biscuit in her tea. Freya let out a sigh. "You still are a bad liar," she remarked, sipping on her coffee. "I don't know what you are..""I know you, Arabella Garcia," Freya stomped her mug on the table. ""The smile you are wearing is fake. You are not your old self anymore. You are not my friend, the girl who would light up the whole world with her 1000

The maid was sweeping his study room when her gaze fell on a particular document on the table that instantly snatched her interest. She grabbed the paper and read it. Her eyes widened in surprise. It was a divorce paper. She had not expected to stumble upon a jackpot like this. The boss will pay her well for this. She quickly glanced around before pulling out her phone and clicking a picture of the document. ArabellaTwo days had passed since she had sent him the papers but no response had arrived yet. She had begun to doubt if he had even received the papers. And if he had, she couldn't help but wonder what his reaction must have been. All his expressions wandered through her mind. She had seen all his expressions; happy, sad, angry, lusty, determined, lazy. Just which one

She was boring holes onto the carpet. She gulped when she saw him take a seat in his chair from the corner of her eyes. He was sitting right in front of her."We found them in one of his old warehouses. All his men are dead," Santiago broke the silence. "Sever their heads and send it back to him as a warning," he spoke in his deep, powerful voice, setting her frozen heart racing and sending her nerves into overdrive. The authority in his voice was unmistakable.  "Why...why are we here?" she heard Noah's shaking voice. His legs were literally trembling after what Kilian had said. Ara snapped her gaze to Noah, willing for him to shut up. But the man was far too terrified to understand anything.

One of the servants had told her to get ready as she had to accompany Killian to the school for Angela's admission. Ara got Angela dressed in a light green gown and braided her blond hair. The dress complemented her forest green eyes that were sparkling like dewy leaves. Ara was wearing a peach color gown and had styled her hair in a simple pony, her cross glittering earrings were adding to her simplicity. She applied her strawberry flavored chapstick and she was all set to go. Not a moment later, a maid came appeared and told her to hurry up as they were expected outside. She quickly took her wallet and made Angela sit on the wheelchair. She wheeled her out of the room.The mansion was always quiet and felt more so since Jenna wasn't here. Angela was also quiet as she was a little nervous. Ara felt pity for the little girl. She was too young to go through this much trauma. She was too young to go through the pain of seeing her paren