Bella immediately went to the room and closed the door. It muffled Dominic's voice as he roared, "Bella!"
She didn't want to pay him much attention. She bit back the sadness bubbling within her.
There were some things she hadn't been able to figure out. Had there been anything between Dorothy and Richard? Or were they nothing more than childhood friends? If they were just friends, how did Dorothy cause Richard's divorce?
Bella had been too young back then. She couldn't understand many things.
Was the truth what Dominic believed it was? Did Dorothy do everything she could to entrust Bella to the Millers on her deathbed? It made sense. Bella had never dared to dwell on it…
Now, three of the people in that story have passed away. Even if they had left any clues behind, Bella didn't have the chance to prove its legitimacy. This was a thorn in Dominic's heart. He wouldn't allow her to prod at it.
…
In the afternoon, Bella went to Felix's home. He had stayed home, just like yesterday.
After greeting him, she began teaching Yvonne to play the piano patiently.
Felix sat beside them and observed them silently. It made Bella feel a little awkward. She could only console herself that she was reading too much into his behavior.
Felix was a capable man. Why would he fall for her? Back then, he'd been too young. He didn't know better.
During their break, Felix poured her a glass of orange juice. "I saw you drinking this back in school. You haven't changed favorites, have you? It's freshly squeezed."
It was the first time someone remembered her preferences from years ago. It moved Bella.
She placed the orange juice aside and said, "Thank you."
Felix smiled and said, "During our university days, my dad didn't give me any money to toughen me up. I survived on a scholarship and by working part-time. I thought you'd ask about that. Who knew you never grew curious?"
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