Archie was stunned and looked up at her.
Then he smiled and said, "Maybe."
They talked for a while. It was getting late, so they went back to their rooms to rest.
On the other side.
In Stephan's villa.
Sitting in front of the dressing table, Bella looked at her delicate face in the mirror.
She thought she was beautiful, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't move that man.
Even if she risked his life for him and came to this place to stay with another man, Felix only loved that woman.
Thinking of that woman, Bella gritted her teeth with hatred.
She didn't know where Queeny was.
But she hoped someone could kill Queeny.
Her eyes darkened. At this moment, the door of the bedroom was suddenly pushed open. Stephan walked in with the smell of alcohol.
Bella was shocked and stood up in a hurry.
She turned around, forced a smile, and walked toward Stephan.
"Mr. Zaccardi, you're back."
Stephan looked at her. Although he was still conscious now, he was a little drunk.
He watched the woman approaching him. This familiar face was coming to him by crossing time.
He couldn't help reaching out to touch her face and calling her name.
"Alana..."
The smile on Bella's face froze.
These days, she was with Stephan, and everyone thought that Stephan loved her. After all, Stephan was very good to her. He not only took her with him wherever he went but also promised to marry her and had got a marriage certificate with her.
It was the dream of many women, but no one couldn't really achieve it.
But only Bella knew that every night when he came back and looked at her like this, he would call another woman's name.
Therefore, not like what others thought, his love was not for her.
His love was just for the woman in his heart, and Bella was just a substitute.
Thinking of this, Bella laughed at herself with mockery.
Stephan didn't notice the change of her mood, and he continued.
"Alana, you're back, aren't you? You will never leave me alone, right?"
Bella held his hand and helped him to the bed. She said softly, "Yes, I'm back. I won't leave you again. Mr. Zaccardi, let me get a wet towel to wash your face first, okay?"
Then she turned around and was about to go to the bathroom.
However, as soon as she stood up, she was caught by Stephan.
He looked at her in a daze and murmured, "Don't go, Alana. Don't leave me."
Bella paused.
Bitterness surged in her heart, but she still tried to be patient. She said gently, "I won't leave, Mr. Zaccardi. Can you let go of me first? Your clothes are dirty. I'll get you a shirt and wash your face, okay?"
Perhaps he had understood what she said, Stephan raised his head and his blurred eyes became a little sober.
He nodded and said, "Okay."
Bella then stood up and went to the bathroom.
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