My Billionaire Ex-Husband Chase Me Back (Mia and Kyle) novel Chapter 370

"Aunty, is there anything you’re worried about? Whatever it is, please don’t hesitate to share it with me. Maybe I can help, or at least you could put some of the burden on me." Bella asked.

Emma Donovan clenches her hands tightly; she can feel how cold they are now. After taking a deep breath to relax, she says, "Bella, I’m sorry I never shared this with you before. Maybe it’s because I thought it was filthy and immoral to share with you. But..." Once more, her voice trails off.

"Filthy? Immoral!?" Bella repeats her Aunty Emma’s words while trying to figure out what exactly her Aunty wants to say.

"Y-Yes, Bella... I feel so mad and embarrassed to share this with you, especially Natalie. I—" Again, Emma can’t continue her sentence. She takes a deep breath, her eyes still fixed on her niece with mixed feelings.

Bella frowned while trying to figure out who could make her aunt feel this way.

It didn’t take long for Bella to realize that someone specific came to mind. Just thinking about that man made her blood rush to her heart.

Unknowingly, her expression now reflected her aunt’s disgust, humiliation, and many other emotions that she couldn’t describe.

After calming herself, she looked into her aunt’s eyes and asked, "Auntie, are you talking about my father?"

"Y-You..." Emma silently swallowed to know that her niece could guess it right. "You already know about your father?"

Only look at Aunty’s reaction; she believed one hundred percent the person was her father. His sour smile slowly frames her face.

"Aunt, if you want to tell me about my father, have another woman; I already know about that..." 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

Bella shook her head slowly. She felt embarrassed, remembering the video recording of her father doing something immoral with a woman who was much younger than her mother.

She was no longer angry that her father had slept with another woman. She wasn’t interested in who the woman was or how many women his father had slept with were out there. That didn’t matter to her; the important thing was her mother did not suffer because of her father.

Bella’s current focus is ensuring her mother’s complete recovery from breast cancer, as well as living happily with her little family.

Emma blinked a few times, stunned that her niece knew about the problematic situation involving her brother.

"Y-Yes, I’m talking about your father. Bella, when did you find out about him? Did your mother know as well?" Emma asked, looking worried.

When she spoke with Natalie earlier, Emma hesitated to bring it up, fearing that this matter could disrupt Natalie’s therapy as she prepared for surgery and needed more relaxation.

Since learning about his brother Lucas’ other hobby, having so many women out there, and also being abusive towards his wife, Emma wishes she could break things off with him. He felt embarrassed to call him brother.

A wry smile slowly emerged from Bella’s lips as she looked at her aunt. Every time she remembered, she felt like the zoo wreaked havoc on her stomach.

"What other embarrassing things did he do now?" Bella asked as if she didn’t care. She was immune to anything about her father now; she already thought she didn’t have a father.

***

Three days after Natalie Wright’s successful surgery, she finally returned to the villa to join Bella and the others. However, she still needed observation before they could return home.

Bella no longer needed to go back and forth to check on her mother at the hospital, as she had done in the last few days.

In the last two days, she has also been busy welcoming guests who came to visit her mother—Grandpa Isaac, a few of her friends, and even Aunt Emma’s son, who stopped by to meet them.

Her days in this house are typically filled with pleasant gatherings, such as meeting her friends and family.

However, today is different.

Since the morning, she has been tense; no smile appears on her lips, even when Tristan tries to cheer her up.

"Darling, why do you look so afraid and tense?"

Her step halts, and she turns to see Tristan sitting on the sofa in the corner with an iPad on his lap. His calm smile, however, is not enough to relax her heart.