Chapter 668:
And this time, they wanted to send me to prison.
The level of their malice was beyond anything I could have imagined.
Herbert reached out and grabbed my hand, saying, “Don’t worry too much. I’ll take care of everything.”
I knew I should trust and rely on Herbert. It seemed almost absurd to think about it. I had always rejected him, but now I found myself needing his help.
I couldn’t refuse his assistance out of pride. I couldn’t be stubborn. If I went to jail, my future and reputation would be ruined.
And I would be separated from my children. They would grow up, and if they found out their mother had been a prisoner, I couldn’t bear to think of such a thing.
“What are you thinking about?”
Herbert asked, noticing my silence.
After a moment, I spoke, “Although I know they framed me, I really can’t find any evidence.”
“You just need to tell me everything. As for the rest, leave it to me,” Herbert said, his gaze steady and confident.
“What can I do?” I asked, still unsure.
Herbert replied, “No, you don’t need to do anything. I’ll handle it all.”
I opened my mouth to say something, but he interrupted me again.
“Just leave it to me. Don’t worry.”
I lowered my head, not saying another word. I knew he had the ability to solve this, and he was always like this—whenever something came up, he would take care of it all on his own.
This reminded me of what happened with Lucas before.
He had chosen to leave me behind and faced everything alone.
I was Lucas’s mother, the one who gave him life. I should have contributed, too, but he hadn’t told me.
Was he afraid I would worry? Or did he think I couldn’t help him?
These feelings were too complicated to understand.
I didn’t want to go to jail, so I had to accept Herbert’s help. But part of me still hoped I could do something on my own. After all, this was my problem.
I wanted to work alongside Herbert to solve it, not leave him to handle it all alone.
“No, I can’t continue to think about it.”
Herbert was helping me now.
I shouldn’t let my emotions get in the way at this moment.
Bella’s POV:
My mood gradually calmed down.
Herbert dropped me off at my doorstep. I turned around and reached for the car door, but as soon as my hand touched the handle, a hand suddenly grabbed my wrist!
My heart skipped a beat.
