Chapter 332
Bride of Mr.Billion
Bellaâs POV:
Jeremy touched the back of his head and said, âBella, itâs all my fault in the past. Donât be bothered with me. Anyway, Iâve been taught a lesson. Letâs work well together in the future!â
After that, he pointed to his face with his hand.
Some of the bruises on his face had not healed yet. Hearing these words, I didnât want to pursue the matter anymore. After all, Herbert had vented my anger for me. âHerbert, why does it have something to do with him? When I think of this name, my heart feels as if someone has pinched it.â
Although I didnât know if Jeremy really knew his mistake, or if he knew that I was not easy to deal with, I still had to work with him in the future, so I didnât want to make things difficult for him.
Therefore, I said, âI donât want to mention the past anymore. I only hope that I can help you with the QY company case in the future.â
âThatâs what I mean, thatâs what I mean!â Hearing this, Jeremy grinned.
âIf thereâs nothing else, Iâll leave first.â I pulled my lips and left with my bag.
If it werenât for my job, I wouldnât want to have any contact with a man like Jeremy for even a second Icarried my bag and walked out of the office building behind me. I looked up and saw a car that was parked under the steps ahead of me.
It was a black Bentley, with a unique license plate. It was Herbertâs car.
I stopped.
Then, the back window of the Bentley was slowly rolled down. I saw a cold face. The man naturally stretched out his hand and flicked off the ash on the cigarette butt between his fingers.
At this moment, I saw that Herbert glanced at me. He clearly saw me.
My heart was beating wildly. Why did he come to find me? What did he have to say to me after the last time?
Did he come to see Lucky off in person? That was impossible. Every time he sent Lucky to me, he would directly send her to my house. He didnât contact me in advance, so he couldnât have sent Lucky to my company, could he? I took two steps forward. At this moment, I saw Herbert suddenly wave at me, and there was a smile at the corner of his mouth, although the smile was vague. I was about to step forward when I heard the sound of high heels behind me.
I immediately looked back and saw that it was Linda, who was dressed very beautifully and came to my back.
When I saw Linda, I couldnât help but be stunned!
At this time, Linda also saw me and greeted me in a very friendly way. âBella, are you off work?
âYes.â I was a little confused.
âI have a date. I have to go now.â Linda smiled at me and then walked past me quickly.
I looked back and saw Linda walking to the black Bentley in a few steps.
At this time, Connor, who was sitting in the driverâs seat, had already gotten out of the car and turned to Linda to open the back door for her.
Then, Linda got in the car while talking and laughing. Connor also got in the driverâs seat, and then the car slowly started.
At this moment, I saw that Herbertâs eyes glanced outside, and then the window was slowly closed. The Bentley turned into the lane and gradually disappeared.
Herbert was showing off to me. I understood what he meant. He wanted to tell me that a lot of women wanted to get close to him. As long as he wanted, those women would fall into his arms.
If he wanted to humiliate me or make me sad, then he did it. My hand was on the right side of my chest, and I felt a dull pain there.
However, Herbert was too dedicated. His legs had just turned better, but he was already eager to pick up the beauty in person for a date.
His injury had not yet healed. When he was in pain, could he perform well in bed?
After a while, I suddenly felt like a wooden pestle here.
Herbert could just act as he pleased and no matter who he was with, it had nothing to do with me!
wouldnât care about it anymore, and I wouldnât be sad. I would live a good life in the future, work well, take good care of the children, and even find another man who could accept me to date.
The next moment, i walked in the direction of home, because at this time, Lucky was about to be sent back A few days later, in the morning. I had just stepped into the floor of the accounting office when I saw a delivery man holding a beautiful bouquet of red roses and yelled, âMiss Linda, who is Miss Linda?â
âSheâs in the innermost office.â A female employee pointed to the delivery man.
âThank you.â The delivery man held the bunch of roses and walked quickly in the direction led by the female staff.
At this time, several female colleagues around quickly began to talk about it.
âThis is the fourth day, isnât it? Every morning when Linda comes to work, she will receive a bunch of delicate red roses. And I secretly checked the card on it. The signature is a man named Herbert!â
âThis Herbert isnât an ordinary person. Heâs the president of the Wharton Group. Itâs said that his family background is extremely powerful, and heâs very handsome!â
âNo wonder Linda has been very beautiful these days, and she has a very good temper. It turns out that itâs because of the nourishment of love.â
I turned around and walked into the office. I didnât want to listen to those peopleâs comments anymore. Sitting in front of the computer, I tried my best to get myself into work, but I always couldnât concentrate.
I told myself in my heart, âThat person has nothing to do with me anymore.â âDonât be unhappy because of him!â