Chapter 674:
Herbert’s strong arms that had been holding me also loosened, and I quickly stepped back. We had been too close just now. I wasn’t sure if it was just my imagination, but I seemed to have touched something hard.
My gaze drifted uncontrollably to his lower body.
Herbert then lowered his head and coughed a few times.
“The temperature seems to have risen all of a sudden.”
I fanned myself with my hand and quickly walked out of the room.
I went back to my bedroom and sat by the bed. I touched my cheeks and found that they were burning with heat.
I lowered my head and looked at the phone in my hand, frowning. I had gone to borrow a charger, but it had been in vain. I still didn’t find one.
I leaned back and lay on the soft bed.
Just then, there was a knock on the door.
“Who is it?” I quickly got up from the bed and asked in the direction of the door.
“I have something to do. You don’t have to wait for me to eat tonight. I may come back later,” Herbert’s deep voice came from outside.
Hearing this, I was stunned for a moment before quickly replying loudly, “Got it.”
Soon, I heard his footsteps walking away. When I couldn’t hear them anymore, I breathed a sigh of relief. I ran to the window, hiding behind the curtain. Looking out, I…
I saw a figure in a white shirt getting into the car, and then a black Bentley drove away. As soon as I saw that he was gone, my heart gradually calmed down. Herbert was like a poison—once I got close to him, I couldn’t control myself.
I lowered my head and looked at my phone. Then, I left the bedroom, gently pushed open Herbert’s bedroom door, and walked in.
In the end, I found a charger in Herbert’s room and quickly plugged in my phone. While it charged, I noticed the shirt that Herbert had just taken off, lying on the bed. I frowned, picked up the shirt, which was stained with my snot and tears, and went into the bathroom to wash it.
I washed his shirt and left it to dry under the sun. By the time my phone had charged enough to turn on, I quickly called Joey.
The call connected, and I immediately said, “Joey!”
Joey cut me off.
“Bella, I’m sorry, I’m sorry. I had to go on a business trip at the last minute. I’ll be back in a week. I left in such a hurry that I forgot to tell you!”
Hearing this, I immediately frowned.
“You’re on a business trip? And it’ll take a week?”
I was still hoping Joey would bring my clothes and daily necessities. Those people were still waiting for me outside. I didn’t dare go back and cause more trouble.
“Where are you now? How are things going with you?” Joey asked anxiously.
I had no choice but to answer, “I’m at Herbert’s house now. He said he would help me solve the problem.”
Joey’s voice brightened with relief.
