Warm Married Life: Mr. President Loves His Darling Wife Chapter 479 - 478: As Long as You Speak, I’ll Be Willing to

Damian Sinclair felt a heavy pressure in his heart, and the words that ca out were unconsciously a bit sarcastic.

Bella Acker lowered her eyes and explained softly, "I ca to Creston this afternoon to see you, but Senior Quinn..."

"Enough!" Damian coldly interrupted her, "Senior Quinn, Senior Quinn, if Ms. Acker thinks your Senior Quinn is more important than , then why bother coming to see ?"

"No, that’s not it. Senior Quinn got into a car accident and is hospitalized; he almost died. I..."

Damian continued to interrupt her, "I also almost died!"

Bella’s face turned pale, "Damian..."

Damian looked at her expression, feeling a bit irritated, and raised his hand to rub his brow. He didn’t want to say those words, but sohow they just ca out.

After a mont of silence, Damian spoke again, "I’m fine now; I can leave the hospital the day after tomorrow."

"How did you get a stomach bleed? Is it because you haven’t been eating well?"

"From drinking." Damian looked at her, "Are you sure you want to keep standing at the door talking to ?"

Bella pursed her lips and walked to his bedside with the flowers, saying, "You rarely drink alcohol, don’t you?"

"Frustrated." Damian said, "You just ntioned Archer Quinn was in a car accident? You weren’t with him at the ti?"

"I was." Bella said, "We were coming to see you, and then a car hit the sidewalk. It was Senior Quinn who saved , but he got injured himself. Besides , there was no one else there; I couldn’t leave."

"I know." Damian’s gaze swept over her entire body, "You being here ans you’re uninjured."

"Yes, I’m fine." Bella lowered her eyes and placed the flowers aside, her hands twisting unconsciously. After a while, she quietly asked, "Damian, you and... you and Cecilia Lynch really did..."

"Yes." Damian frowned. He had drunk a lot that day, and when soone approached, he thought it was Bella. But later, he seed to realize sothing was wrong, only he’d blacked out from drinking and couldn’t rember what happened afterward.

The next morning when he woke up, both of them were lying naked in bed. On the white hotel sheets was a glaring patch of crimson.

He rembered that the first ti he was with Bella, there was that sa stain of red, so he knew it was the mark left after a woman’s first sexual experience.

Bella heard him admit it, and her heart sank, as if a bullet had suddenly pierced through her chest, filling it with cold air.

Bella lowered her head, biting her lip hard to suppress the sudden discomfort in her chest, but tears still fell with a plop onto the back of her hand.

"What do you plan to do now?" Bella whispered, "Mrs. Sinclair will want you to marry her, right?"

"My mom ntioned it."

"I see." Bella stood up, wiping her face ssily with the back of her hand, nodding slightly, and murmured, "I’ve been waiting for your call all this ti, but you never contacted . I should’ve expected it. Sorry for bothering you."

After she finished speaking, Bella turned and wanted to flee.

She was waiting for his decision, ready to face it and bear everything, but what she was t with was the news of him sleeping with soone else, and the news that his mom wanted him to marry another.

Cecilia Lynch always said one thing: If Damian was with her, he’d have to break ties with his family. Soone who values family so much, why make it harder for him?

Marrying another woman, receiving his family’s blessing—maybe this is the best ending.