Buried Love's
Part 12's
Bellinda's mainstay to respond to the words full of insults thrown by her ex-husband is a smile. He can never be angry, even if he has been trampled, underestimated, or hurt.
It does not mean weak. But, everything does not need to be reciprocated with the same or more painful things. Revenge does not solve everything, nor does it necessarily make the heart serene. However, it is enough to forgive and not to put the slashing word into the heart.
“You don't have to worry or think about where I'm going to meet our child's living expenses. During these six years, I was able to go through everything on my own, without the slightest lack. The affection for Colvert is also always fulfilled.” Bellinda felt no need to tell the source of the money. After all, in Arsen's eyes, she was just a woman who could not do anything. No need to waste time telling. What for, too? Just impressed bragging and as if intending to slap the ex-husband with reality.
Bellinda doesn't need recognition or flattery. Just want to live a quiet, happy life with the child. That's enough. His desire is not too excessive.
“Oh, yes, I forgot. You are the daughter of the Baldwig family. Definitely no need to work hard, money comes by itself.” Arsen pulled Bellinda's wrist to go deeper, not chatting at the door.
Bellinda frowned as her body was forcefully slashed to the point of sitting on the sofa. “Sorry, Arsen. I don't intend to see you for much longer. My arrival just wanted to apologize for my son—”
“We!” Arsen instantly confirmed again with his eyes staring intently. “Once again you don't think of me as a living part of Colvert, I'll take that kid!” threatened later.
Chief Bellinda shook her head slowly. His fear is just that. “Please, don't take away my life and our child's. Promise me, we won't bother you. Let us live together quietly.”
Arsen glared as his butt landed on the sofa in front of his ex-wife. “So, you mean, I'm messing with your lives, so?!”
“Oh ... already kept my son's pregnancy a secret, did not introduce me as his daddy, raised secretly, now want to keep away from my own son?” Arsen patted two palms with a three-second pause per pat. “You hate me so much?”
Bellinda took a slow breath. The question seems to be reversed. More suited to Arsen than him.
“Hating someone, giving no advantage, just ends up being a liver disease and removes peace of mind.” However, Bellinda could still reply calmly, casually, as well as elegantly.
Precisely Arsen who has not received since then if the reaction Bellinda ordinary. Not the woman who used to always try to stick to him, looking for attention to get love, also always radiates interest from the eyes. His ex-wife has changed a lot.
Not getting any response, Bellinda instead got a direct gaze from Arsen, without blinking. “If there's nothing to talk about anymore, I'll leave. There's still something I need to work on.” He stood up and looked down.
If you wait for Arsen to give permission, it must be a long time. Bellinda walked immediately. Before being suddenly pulled for the third time.
Arsen remained seated on the spot, staring at the back of the ex-wife who was getting closer to the door. “Please, tell Colvert about the daddy. Introduce us. After all, I am his parents, and want to know my flesh and blood.”