Rebirth: Top Actress, Your Big Shot Husband is Jealous Again! Chapter 785: Regardless of past or present lives, the only o

Initially, she didn’t have much appetite, but after a few sips of porridge,

her stomach felt warm, and she started to feel a bit hungry.

Today, except for having a bit of breakfast, she hadn’t eaten anything all day.

Furthermore, she didn’t eat much in the morning either, so now, she was truly hungry.

She ate two bowls of porridge in a row before Bella Green felt comfortable.

Seeing Bella Green eat so much, Mason Bennett’s lips curled into a shallow smile, as if very satisfied.

"Just finished eating, sit for a while, don’t lie down yet."

Mason said.

Bella Green nodded.

Mason carried the bowls out.

After he returned, they simply sat there, neither saying a word.

Mason had a lot he wanted to ask but ended up asking nothing.

Bella seed to be in good shape at the mont, but he knew she was feeling troubled inside.

"Mason."

A long while later, Bella suddenly spoke.

Mason, who was peeling an apple, paused and looked at her.

"I’m here."

I’m here...

Bella had never realized that such simple words could make her cry.

She found herself already loving this phrase.

He’s here, it’s so good...

"Mason..."

"Hmm, I’m here."

"Mason!"

"What’s wrong?"

"You need to say ’I’m here’," Bella pouted, speaking with dissatisfaction.

Mason was montarily stunned, but then understood what she ant, and couldn’t help but laugh softly.

"I’m here, I’m always here."

Always here...

Bella’s expression was a bit dazed.

Indeed, no matter past life or present, the only one always there for her was Mason.

She leaned forward, directly into Mason’s embrace, wrapping her arms around his neck.

The move startled Mason since he was holding a knife.

He was about to warn this little thing about the danger, but her words made him freeze.

"Mason, promise you’ll always be here, always, alright?"

The fragile voice made Mason’s heart ache; he put down the fruit knife and apple and adjusted his posture to let Bella hold him more comfortably.

"Silly, of course, I’ll always be here."

Bella’s lips curled up, not feeling this was re comfort.

Mason’s words were always kept.

When he said he’d always be there, he ant it.

Bella nestled her head in Mason’s embrace, with a touch of sweetness full of reliance.

Mason’s features grew softer; he lowered his head to plant a kiss on her crown.

Bella leaned into his embrace, without moving, playing with the buttons on his shirt.

"Mason, I saw my parents today."

A hint of fierceness flashed in Mason’s eyes.

"They’ve been bothering you again?"

Hearing the cold voice, Bella knew he misunderstood.

"No, it’s my... foster parents."

Bella’s voice was dry and hoarse.

What she saw today on the street gave her pause—it was her supposed ’deceased’ foster parents...

Bella didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

Even the ever-calm Mason paused to process for several seconds upon hearing those words.

As far as he was aware, Bella’s foster parents had passed away.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, a cold gleam flickered, yet he still questioned gently.

"Did you see wrongly?"

Bella did not respond to his question.

She hoped she might have made a mistake, given the street separating them.

But for those she spent over a decade with, could she really be mistaken?

She saw her foster mother’s face clearly, how could she possibly be mistaken?