Warm Married Life: Mr. President Loves His Darling Wife

Chapter 450 - 449: Blindingly Dazzling

Damian Sinclair sat beside them with a blank expression, and Bella Acker felt powerless against him.

Archer Quinn didn’t want her to feel troubled, "Bella, these bruises are fine, they’ll be better soon, no need to worry."

"You both have filming tomorrow, how can you manage with these bruises?" Bella said, glancing at Damian Sinclair again, realizing he had no intention of getting out of the car, so she simply ignored him. Wrapping some ice in a cloth, she said, "Senior Quinn, move over a little, let me apply this to your injury."

Archer Quinn cast an almost invisible glance at Damian Sinclair, then moved closer to Bella.

Bella carefully applied the ice to Archer Quinn’s wound while Damian Sinclair watched from the side, feeling incredibly irked.

Damian Sinclair poked Bella’s waist and said coldly, "My lip is injured too."

Bella glared back at him, and Damian raised his eyebrows at her.

Not bothering with him, Bella turned back to continue applying the ice to Archer Quinn’s wound, saying, "Senior Quinn, you’ll need to apply ice again after you get home, otherwise filming tomorrow will be impossible."

"Okay." Archer Quinn nodded, "Bella, it’s getting late, how about I take you home?"

"You still need to rush back to the filming base, no need to take me. Piggy is almost here anyway," Bella said, "Senior Quinn, I’m sorry. If it weren’t for me, you wouldn’t be hurt."

"Why are you apologizing to me?" Archer Quinn pretended to be angry, "If you keep being so polite, you’re not treating me as a friend."

"Alright, alright, I won’t be polite, don’t be mad." Bella noticed a car pulling into the hotel entrance, it was Piggy here to pick her up, so she said, "I’ll head back first, you should quickly return to the filming base; you’ll still be able to sleep for two hours."

"Okay, let’s meet up again when I get back." Archer Quinn nodded.

Bella was about to say something more when Damian Sinclair, with a blank expression, clasped her wrist, opened the car door, and pulled her out.

"Damian, what are you doing!" Bella was forcibly pulled out of the car, her face turning grim.

"I’ll call you a car to take you back." Damian Sinclair said emotionlessly, pulling her forward.

"Let go of me!" Bella forcefully broke free from his grip, her face stern, "My assistant is already here to pick me up, no need to bother you."

Damian Sinclair frowned at her.

Bella met his gaze briefly, then looked away.

"Fine." With that, Damian Sinclair walked away, saying nothing more.

Bella watched him get into the car and leave, standing there in a daze, the grievances she had barely suppressed surging once more.

He can’t possibly not see that she was waiting for an explanation, but even if he noticed, he still chose to say nothing.

In his eyes, does she really seem like a girl who only knows how to rely on him and understands nothing else?

Does he even realize that what truly saddens her is not his choice of family over her, but that he chooses to remain silent?

Bella pressed her lips tightly together as tears fell, rolling down her cheeks to her chin.

"Bella." Judy Zimmerman got out of the car and approached, concernedly covering her when she saw her crying.

Bella wiped away her tears and said softly, "I’m fine." With that, she walked over to the car and got in first.

Judy Zimmerman nodded in greeting to Archer Quinn in the car and then followed her in.

Once in the car, Bella curled up on the back seat, and upon hearing Judy Zimmerman get in, she said, "Piggy, I’m dizzy, I’ll take a nap, wake me when we arrive."