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President’s Sweet Wife novel Chapter 784

Who did she think she was to Felix?

She was allowed to stay here only because she begged him over and over again. Felix never really got physical with her. What role could she play in this castle?

“Am I a guest? His girlfriend? Or maybe…”

Bella’s face paled as if she suddenly thought of something.

Felix, however, laughed.

The laughs were bone-chilling, carrying an edge that Bella couldn’t understand. Still, her instincts told her it did not bode well.

Felix then said in a low voice, “Get over yourself. You’re only staying here because I’m compassionate. Just mind your own business. And we’re not together. You’re not good enough to be my girlfriend, understand?”

Bella’s face went pale.

Felix didn’t want to waste one more second on her. He crossed the door and left without looking back.

Though Queeny tried to hurry up, it was already nine when she returned to the castle.

Having had nothing for dinner, she was famished. Thus, right after she got in, she asked Donald if there was anything to eat.

Donald was surprised to see her back. He asked a servant to prepare some food for her, then looked back at her and asked, “Why did you come back alone? Where is Mr. Bissel?”

Queeny was taken aback by this question.

She looked up at Donald, her eyes filled with confusion and her graceful brows slightly knitted.

“Felix? I wasn’t with him.”

Donald’s countenance altered.

“But he went out to look for you.”

Queeny’s expression changed at once.

Donald thumped his thigh in anxiety and said, “He went out more than half an hour ago. He called you several times but you didn’t pick up. And he even skipped dinner. Then, he suddenly told me to get the car ready and went out. I thought he had gotten in touch with you by now.”

Queeny caught on to the situation. She looked away, deliberated for moments, then said, “Don’t worry. He’ll come back after he looks around and doesn’t see me anywhere.”

Donald froze on the spot.

His lips moved as if wanting to say something. But facing this heedless, cold-hearted Queeny, he decided to swallow his words in the end.

Then, he just heaved a sigh and said, “I’ll give him a call.”

Felix came back just as the dishes were served.

Barely fifteen minutes had passed since Queeny returned. However, when Felix stepped into the castle, his face was extremely somber. Even a fool could tell he was in a bad mood.

Queeny also noticed this.

But for some reason, she felt a little bit guilty when she saw Felix’s dark face after his return from his fruitless search for her, though she knew she hadn’t done anything wrong.

She withdrew her gaze and said sheepishly, “You’re back? I heard you didn’t have dinner. You wanna share this with me?”

Felix locked his cold eyes on her.

He took off the coat and revealed the close-fitting black shirt beneath it, which accented his beautiful muscles.

He handed the coat to a servant and then sat down across from Queeny.

The atmosphere was rather tense.

“Where did you go today?” he asked in a deep, icy-cold voice.

Queeny was spooning the soup into her mouth, her eyes evasive. “It’s not important.”

“Tell me, where did you go?”

Felix demanded with a trace of repressed anger.

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