Bride of Mr.Billion (Bella and Herbert) novel Chapter 211

Chapter 211

Bella’s POV:

Klein brought over a lot of things, then headed straight for my bedroom.

I opened the door for him.

“Let’s see what I’ve brought you.” Klein excitedly placed everything on the sofa.

“What is it?” | stepped forward in confusion.

When I opened those packages, I was stunned.

Because there were milk bottles, diapers, and baby clothes inside.

I took out a milk bottle and looked at it carefully. I was very touched.

Originally, I planned to buy these things by myself for a period of time. But I didn’t imagine that Klein would be so attentive. He had thought things through for me. I was really touched. He had done too much for me, and I couldn’t repay him anything at all. Because I was too moved, tears began to flow uncontrollably.

“Bella, what’s wrong?” Klein immediately asked.

I hurriedly turned and wiped away my tears. “Nothing. Thank you, Klein!”

Klein said, “You’re welcome. I don’t know if the child in your belly is a boy or a girl. Thus, I followed the salesgirl’s suggestion to buy a yellow one. Either boy or girl can wear it.” As he spoke, he showed me the infant clothes.

I glanced at him, a little choked with sobs. “Klein, I really don’t know what to say. You’ve thought everything through for me.”

Speaking up to this point, I couldn’t continue any further. Klein hurriedly said, “Bella, you don’t have to say anything. Don’t cry! If you cry, I won’t know what to do.”

I looked up at the ceiling and tried to control my emotions.

“Bella…I’ll go take a look at grandma.” Klein turned and left. This made me feel much more relaxed.

I sat alone by the bed, watching and playing with the clothes of the babies one by one… Although there weren’t many people in the little courtyard, and with the addition of Klein, there were only four people, this Christmas was very fulfilling and grand. A beautiful Christmas tree, the gifts hidden in the socks by Klein’s grandmother, as well as a roasted turkey made by Bert.

Klein had been talking about some interesting things, and Bert often made everyone happy.

This atmosphere was simply too good.

I could feel the warmth of home.

Time passed quickly, and soon it was spring in the second year. The weather gradually warmed up. After dinner, Klein’s grandmother asked me to go to her room. “Do you have something to say to me?” I asked with a smile, holding my swollen belly.

Ms. Leina reached out to touch my belly and asked kindly, “How long before the estimated date of

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delivery?”