Warm Married Life: Mr. President Loves His Darling Wife

Chapter 449 - 448: I Can’t Hold On Anymore Either

Of course, Damian Sinclair knew how uneasy Bella Acker must feel at this moment, but no matter what, he wouldn’t reveal the truth to her.

Her mind is so pure, yet so stubborn and serious. If she learned about the grudges of the previous generation, it would only trouble and perplex her.

Moreover, after Ronan Rhodes forced his brother to death, The Sinclair Family also, in turn, forced her father to death.

This grudge, even if it’s selfish, Damian Sinclair absolutely didn’t want Bella to find out.

Damian remained silent, while Bella gave a bitter smile and stepped back two paces, "See, it’s always like this. Whenever it comes to this, you don’t speak, and I can’t fathom what’s on your mind at all. Damian, if it continues like this, I’ll get tired, and I won’t be able to hold on."

Damian frowned, "You don’t need to think so much, just trust me, that’s enough."

Bella shook her head, "I trust you, but my heart will hurt and get weary. Forget it, Mrs. Sinclair is still waiting for you, you should get in the car first. Don’t forget to take care of the wound on the corner of your mouth." With that, she turned towards Archer Quinn’s car.

Damian stepped forward to grab her hand, preventing her from getting into Archer Quinn’s car, "I’ll call a car to take you home."

Bella looked down at the hand holding her wrist, "I still need to tend to Senior Quinn’s wounds, he’s more injured than you are."

"I won’t allow you to go!" Damian dominantly gripped her wrist, refusing to let go.

He could clearly see Archer Quinn’s intentions towards her, so how could he be at ease letting them be alone together?

"Damian, don’t be so domineering." Bella was somewhat helpless, "Senior Quinn fought with you because of me, now he’s injured by you, how can I ignore that? Let go."

"I can’t let go." Damian glared coolly at Archer Quinn standing not far away and finally said, "I’ll go with you. After tending to his wound, I’ll call a car to take you back to the apartment." With that, he didn’t give Bella any chance to refuse and pulled her by the hand towards Archer Quinn’s car.

"Damian, what are you doing!" He walked quickly, and Bella staggered a bit as she hurried to keep up with his pace.

Damian pulled Bella into Archer Quinn’s car, Archer’s assistant, puzzled, stood by the driver’s door not knowing what to do, looking at the two who got in the car and then at Archer Quinn standing not far away.

A huge question mark hovered over his head, what’s going on?

Archer Quinn’s face didn’t look too good either; he stood for a moment before coming over.

Damian opened the car door, "Get in, I’ll treat your wound."

Archer Quinn couldn’t help but laugh at his guest-turned-host attitude, a half-smile forming at the corner of his lips. He really opened the car door and got in, "Mr. Sinclair, this seems to be my car."

"I know." Damian replied and said to Bella, "Weren’t you going to treat his wound? Go ahead."

Bella felt both awkward and helpless.

She indeed intended to treat Senior Quinn’s wound, but with Damian getting in the car like this, acting so imperiously by her side, she instantly felt like she wasn’t tending to a wound but was about to be caught in an affair.

It made not only her but also Senior Quinn feel awkward.

Seeing she hadn’t moved, Damian raised an eyebrow, "Not tending to it?"

"I will." Bella replied weakly, "Damian, could you wait outside?"

"No!" Damian directly refused.