Chapter 853 - 852: Encountering Vivian Norris Again

Chapter 853: Chapter 852: Encountering Vivian Norris Again

Her tears fell onto his hand, scorching straight into his heart, making his chest ache dully.

Damian Sinclair tightened his grip on her hand even more.

Bella Acker cried as she spoke in a low voice, "Talia got sick when she was just a few months old. My English was awful, I couldn’t communicate with the doctors or nurses, and it took ages just to find pediatrics. Back then I kept thinking, if only you were by my side. Your English is so good, you’d definitely be able to sort everything out quickly. But I didn’t know how to do anything, all I knew was how to cry. It was after that that I started sleeping only three hours a day, studying and working part?time, using every scrap of time I could to learn English. No one taught me, so I just memorized by rote; once wasn’t enough, I’d go over it twice..."

"I’m sorry." Damian Sinclair squeezed her hand.

Bella Acker shook her head; having said all this, her tears actually stopped. "You did nothing wrong, you don’t need to say you’re sorry. I used to think I’d feel aggrieved and bitter bringing all this up, but now that I’m really talking about it, I just feel like it’s all in the past, just part of how I grew, and I don’t feel sad anymore. And I’m not telling you this to make you apologize, I just suddenly wanted to tell you everything that’s happened these past few years. President Sinclair, the story’s pretty long, and Talia’s infusion will take three or four hours anyway. Do you want to listen?"

"Mm. You talk, I’ll listen." Damian Sinclair cradled the little girl who had already fallen asleep in his arms, tightly holding Bella Acker’s hand, his voice gentle.

"If I really start, I honestly don’t know where’s best to begin." Bella Acker thought for a moment, then said, "Let’s start from when I first enrolled in school. Back then..."

Her voice was soft and slow; now and then, when she mentioned something funny or someone interesting, she’d even gripe to Damian Sinclair a little, and when she got to more heartbreaking parts, she would pause for a while before continuing.

Damian Sinclair never interrupted her, listening intently and carefully to every word.

Unknowingly, time passed just like that. Bella Acker smiled and let out a sigh. "I used to feel like nothing much had happened over these years, but talking it through with you, I’m realizing there were actually a lot of interesting things. Like getting to know Aiden Hayes. He looks like a total slacker, but he actually takes good care of me."

"Yeah, and he’s trying to chase you." Damian Sinclair finally cut in.

Bella Acker turned to look at him, a little amused. "You actually believe what he says? And just look at the way he acts around me—does that look like someone who’s really into a girl? He’s just fooling around, bored out of his mind all day. What I’m really curious about is what he’ll be like the day he actually meets someone he truly likes. They say a player never reforms; the truth is, he just hasn’t met the person who can make him change."

"He’s even put his arm around you. Anyway, I just don’t like the look of him." Damian Sinclair glanced at the IV bag hanging beside them and said, "The drip’s almost done. Go get a nurse to come take out the needle."

"President Sinclair, I thought after all these years you’d be a bit more broad?minded. How are you still getting jealous over nothing all the time, tsk tsk." Bella Acker reached out to feel the little girl’s forehead. Since the fever had gone down, she finally felt relieved. "I’ll go find a nurse."

Bella Acker felt much more relaxed as she walked over to the nurses’ station to look for a nurse.

"Bella Acker?" As she was walking, someone stepped out of a nearby ward.

Bella Acker froze and turned her head. She saw Vivian Norris, looking pale, leaning against the ward door. She was so thin she probably didn’t even weigh seventy or eighty pounds.

"Did you call me because you need something?" Bella Acker asked.