Chapter 157:
“Alright, I’ll just say that to him.”
Betty agreed. After that, she told me many interesting things about NF University. Of course, more than half of the interesting things were related to Hank. It seemed like Betty’s eyes sparkled every time she mentioned him.
I had a vague feeling that my sister, Betty, seemed to have a good impression of Hank, but I wasn’t in the mood to care about that at the moment. I was consumed by my worries and the memory of my lost child. More than half a month passed quickly. My body was getting better, but my mood remained down.
One afternoon, the sun was shining brightly. The winter sun felt especially warm. Miranda said, “The weather outside is beautiful. Why don’t you go out for a walk?”
“I still feel listless.”
I sat on the sofa, lost in thought. A month had passed. Would Herbert come back and propose a divorce to me? I was actually looking forward to that day because it would mean I could finally be free. But I was also afraid, because it would mean that we would have no contact with each other anymore.
“It’s sunny today. Take a walk, and you’ll feel better,” Miranda urged.
In the end, I decided to listen to her. Life had to go on. It wasn’t healthy to remain in such a bad state every day. I had to take care of my mom and sister in the future. I needed to get better as soon as possible.
I changed into a sky-blue dress. When I looked at myself in the mirror, I felt a little better. I slipped on a pair of white flat heels and went out. As soon as I stepped outside the community, I looked around, unsure whether to walk left or right.
Suddenly, I heard a voice.
“Bella!”
Hearing someone call my name, I turned around and saw the gentle Hank standing about ten meters away from me.
I was stunned, watching as he walked up to me.
“How are you feeling?” Hank asked.
“I’m fine.”
I tried my best to keep my smile, but I still felt very weak as I spoke.
“You don’t look good,” Hank said.
I touched my cheek and smiled.
“It will get better after a while.”
Hank was trying to show concern, and of course, I could feel it. I was genuinely touched. But I couldn’t be with him, so I chose to keep my distance as much as possible.
“Why are you here?” I asked.
Hank replied, “I’ve been very worried about you lately, but I didn’t have your contact information. So, I thought I’d take a walk and see if I could find you. I didn’t expect to be so lucky as to meet you today!”
Hearing this, my emotions were complicated. After a few seconds of hesitation, I quickly smiled and said, “Actually, you don’t have to worry about me. My husband is very kind to me…”
Before I could finish my sentence, Hank stepped forward and placed his hand on my shoulder.
“Is he nice to you like this?” he asked.
