Bride of Mr.Billion (Bella and Herbert)
Chapter 49

Chapter 49

Bella's POV

"Mr Wharton really cares about you. At that time, when the workers called him, he immediately called me to the hospital. He also took the earliest flight back to J City. Last night, he sat in front of your hospital bed for almost a night and didn't even have a sip of water!"

Allie's words shocked me.

"What?" I stared at Allie in surprise.

Now that I thought about it, there was blood in Herbert's eyes just now. Looking at the sky outside, it was already early in the morning, so I had slept for a whole night.

"You don't know that just now, when you were being examined, Mr. Wharton was extremely nervous This is the first time I've seen him so nervous." Allie's eyes were filled with envy "Since he is so nervous about me, why he still so fierce to me when I wake up?" I suddenly turned into a little woman. I pouted and complained with a face full of complaints, which was not the same as what I used to be in the workplace.

"Of course he loves you very much. He cares too much about you, so he can't help being angry at how you're so careless about yourself." Allie laughed.

Hearing this, I immediately pulled myself back to reality. This Allie was one of Herbert's men. Of course, she spoke for him. However, I was in a good mood today. I pulled the quilt and lay down with a smile on my face.

I had been lying in the hospital for three days, and then Herbert asked Allie to handle the discharge formalities for me. I almost got sick. In my memory, this was the longest time I had been lying in bed

On the day of my discharge from the hospital, Herbert personally picked me up. He walked out of the ward side by side with me, followed by Connor, who was carrying my daily necessities.

I glanced at Herbert and complained, "You came to pick me up from the hospital. Can't you change into bright clothes? You dress like a black crow every day Herbert looked down at his black suit and said in a stiff tone, 'T've never worn anything other than

black and white." "Can't you give it a try if you haven't?" I could not help but ask. "I'm used to it," Herbert replied. "Why are you so stubborn? How do you know the effect if you don't try?" I tried to persuade him. However, Herbert pulled a long face "Don't try to change me. It doesn't make any sense to you." After that, he went to the car, opened the door, and sat down. I was a little angry Wasn't it just a suggestion to let him try other colors of clothes? Why was it so serious?

I bought him a lot of clothes in black and white when he was not at home. It seemed that the money was really a waste. But it was not a pity. Anyway, I just swiped his card. I didn't lose money Finally. Connor opened the car door for me. After I got in, I saw that Herbert's face was still cold. I deliberately ignored him. No one spoke in the carriage until they reached home.

As soon as they entered the house, a middle-aged woman in her fifties came over and said with a smile. "Sir, Madam, you're back. The meal is ready. It's all your favorite dishes. Oh, there are also your favorite dishes

I carefully looked at the person in front of me and confirmed that I had never seen her before Then. I looked at Herbert with confusion.

However, Herbert did not give me an answer. Instead, he changed his slippers and said, "Get ready to eat I have arrangements in the afternoon."

"Yes. The woman nodded and went to prepare dinner. I wondered, "Is this madame's dress and way of speaking a nanny? Does she know that I'm going to rest for a few days, so she went to replace a nanny to do housework? In an instant, I was no longer angry because of his cold tone. Because during the period of time! spent with Herbert, I found that although he was sometimes gentle and sometimes irritable, had a bad temper, and his words were unpleasant, he was still very kind. He would think of others, but he would not show it.

I don't have to be angry with him all the time. Maybe he didn't respond at all. Instead, he made me

angry

There was a toad steamed egg in the dishes on the table that I liked. Thinking back, the nanny said that she prepared my favorite dishes

It's my first time meeting this nanny. How could she know I like this dish?

I looked up at Herbert opposite me. He must be the one who told the nanny, right?

Although he always looked serious, he was quite attentive. I couldn't help laughing.

"Miranda, sit down and eat." Herbert looked up at Brian, who was standing in front of the table.

"Sir, there's no such rule." Miranda smiled.

I looked up at this person called Miranda, Herbert acted as if they knew each other.

Herbert frowned. "This isn't the case in the Wharton villa."

At this time, Brian nodded. He took the tableware and sat down in a corner to eat slowly, but he was very cautious. Herbert directly gave a lot of dishes to Miranda After drawing a lot of dishes and putting them into the bowl. Miranda looked very nervous I grew more and more puzzled. Herbert raised his head and said, "Miranda is an old servant of my family I've been taking care of her since I was a child. This time, you were in poor health, and so I took her from the clan of the Wharton family to take care of you." Only now did I understand. No wonder he was very respectful to Miranda, but Miranda was very cautious

Thank you so much for taking care of me in the future," I said with a smile

But I still felt a little nerves in my heart

I've never had a special servant to take care of me before, and I think I can take care of myself

But after all, it was the concern of Herbert. I didn't refuse and chose to accept it

This time, the speed at which he ate was completely different from before. He ate very slowly today

and he didn't eat much. Although the last few times he ate rice cooked by me was so elegant, he ate a lot. Why did he eat so little this time? Miranda had always taken care of him, so he should know his taste.

At this time, Miranda frowned and said, "Young master, why did you eat so little? "I haven't eaten too much." After that, he pushed the tableware in front of him, got up, and went out I frowned. "I haven't eaten too much?"

Why did he finish all the dinner he cooked for the first time? Was he really too hungry that day?

"Madam, please eat more" Miranda laughed. Looking at Miranda, I had a new question in my mind. It was about the original family of Herbert. Herbert had never told me that Miranda was the one who had been taking care of him. She should know.

I thought for a moment, and then asked tentatively. "Miranda, who are the Herbert family members?"

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