The President's Accidental Wife

Chapter 1653

"Grace met him before you did. That's what they call predestination or fate. If Charlie had met you first, I think things might have turned out differently. Content rights belong to NôvelDrama.Org.

"You should listen to me. Let it go, and set your heart free. Charlie wouldn't have been so ruthless to you if he still felt anything for you. Don't you think so?"

Bella remained silent.

Mckenzie didn't know if she had talked any sense into Bella. Afterward she received a phone call from the restaurant and then left.

Bella’s mother brought Bella some food and told her that she should eat some.

Surely she couldn't let herself starve?

"He would never be so merciless to me for no reason. Grace must’ve bad-mouthed me behind my back and coerced him. That's why he's treating me like this. Yes. That's the reason. I'm positive of it..."

Bella kept bobbing her head while speaking, looking as if she had found the correct answer.

Her mother was stunned at her words. She felt that Bella was no longer in her right mind.

"Bella, you must not think of it that way. It's really just because you and Charlie are not meant to be together. Your aunt wants to fix you up with a guy. You should spare some time to meet him tomorrow," her mother added.

Having seen how things had turned out,

her mother began to regret it.

She should never have drummed it into Bella that she must marry a rich man.

She bitterly regretted having done that.

As Bella's mother, she naturally wanted Bella to have a happy life and be in an enviable position. In fact, it was totally normal for Bella's mother to have that kind of thought, but it had never occurred to her that Bella would be so obsessed with it.

After hearing Bella's words, she felt that Bella's mentality had become faintly abnormal.

Bella, without thinking, shook her head and refused flatly. "No! I don't want that!"

Her mother tried her best to convince Bella, but all her words just went in one ear and out the other.

Grace had started to make preparations for her journey back to France. She was having a phone conversation with Dominick, talking about her upcoming return to France and her work.

Eventually she fixed a date. She would depart in eight days.

Charlie was standing right beside her so he heard her every word clearly. He was experiencing drastic mood swings, his chest heaving in and out violently.

After hanging up, Grace returned to her desk, sat down and began to work. She was rushed off her feet.

Charlie had become much quieter in the past few days. Unlike the talkative man he used to be, he was now silent most of the time.

It was a long moment before he walked over and placed his hands on Grace's shoulders, his Adam's apple bobbing restlessly, his eyes glinting imploringly. " Tell me, what do I have to do to get you to stay? What do you want me to do? Tell me and I'll do it right away."

His eyes were deep-set, and now they seemed as if they were veiled by a sheen, glistening and moist.

For some unknown reason, Grace suddenly recalled what his eyes had looked when he cried the other day. They had looked exactly the same as they did at this moment.

The look in her eyes flickered. "My whole career is in France."

After saying those words, she lapsed into silence.

Charlie began to tremble uncontrollably.