Crushed Affections (Dominic and Bella)
Chapter 194

Chapter 194 Kind of a Buzzkill.

After lan's intervention, the crowd gradually stepped closer to the three as well.

someone up?"

perty. How dare you just march over and beat some

One of the bystanders said, "What do you think you're doing? This is a hospital, not your private property. I

are you looking to get locked up? it you don't leave now, we'll call the cops!" said another,

Defeated, Elaine's trembling shoulders slumped back down. Despite her situation, she was still cursing Bella under her breath. "You'll get what's coming to you, Bella Jones-just wait and see. I wonder how long you can keep this up! Someone like you is destined to end up like that mother of yours. You'll be unwanted, and you'll eventually die a tragic death!"

Bella scoffed at her. "My mother wasn't unwanted. She just happened to dodge a bullet by not marrying that piece of scum. The scum in question ended up with you. How did that workout for you? He took all your money and is the reason you're left with nothing right now."

Furious. Elaine began screaming at Bella. In the end, security rushed to the scene and took her to a police station nearby.

Bella didn't bother informing simon. Their matters had nothing to do with her anymore. She didn't care how they were going to sort everything out.

Elaine was quite brutal. When Bella tended to her injuries, she realized that she had a lot of open wounds. Aside from that, she had countless bruises. She had been kicked in her ribs as well. After an X-ray confirmed that she hadn't broken anything, she finally relaxed. Elaine had a peculiar way of thinking. How could she have thought that Bella had set two men up at the same time? Did she think Bella used Dominic to get back Simon?

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Bella found the idea laughable. She wasn't capable of such an act. Dominic wouldn't let himself get manipulated like that either. On the way back to Miller Manor after work, she assumed that Dominic had caught wind of her run-in with Elaine. He was fully When Sylvia saw her injuries, she exclaimed, "What happened? How did you end up like this? Did you get assaulted by a patient's family member?"

y aware of her every move, after all. Bella didn't know what to say. "How is that possible? No patient has ever died under my watch I'm fine. I'm just a bit hungry."

Sylvia hastily made her way to the lichen to get her some food.

Bella walked upstairs listlessly. When she was nearing the top of the stairs, she saw a figure standing a few steps above her. She stopped and moved to the side in order to let him pass.

Dominic shot her a brief glance before wallong past her. Neither of them made eye contact with each other.

Later in the night, the pair were in bed together again. This had turned into a routine for the last couple of days. When Dominic touched her stomach, she let out a pained noise before curling up into a ball.

He instantly froze. When he turned on the lights, he saw that her body was covered in wounds and bruises.

"Why didn't you fight back? His gaze darkened.

"I didn't react quick enough. If you think this a buzzkill, should we

not do anything today?" Bella answered honestly with a pale face

With a blankexpression, he got up and headed toward the window before lighting a cigarette. "It is land of a buzzkill."

She sat up and let out a small breath of relict. The blanket was covering her chest. Her figure was slender and elegant. The dark bruises posed a stark contrast against her otherwise flawless skin. She looked surprisingly beautiful. plan on taking things turther tonight.

Since being assaulted stopped Dominic from having sex with her, she considered it a small win. After making sure he didn't pla she carefully left the room. At least for tonight, she could get a good night's sleep

For the following werk, Dominic didn't touch her. He was very

y particular about many things. Maybe he found her Injuries an eyesore and wasn't in the mood to do

For Bella, this was the best thing she could ever ask for. Hence, she rarely paid any special attention to her wounds. The slower they healed, the better.