Sharing Love: Regrets

Part 65: Let's Split Up

What should he do now?? His head almost broke thinking of the worst possibility if Bella knew about his bad behavior.

Sayup-sayup heard the sound of a car entering his yard, then Brian moved from his seat and saw his wife had come "Where did Bella go? Why did he just come home so late?"

Then he walked down the stairs "You haven't slept?" Sapa Bella when she finds her husband.

"I'm waiting for you!"

"You hungry?"

"Hmmm!"

Then Bella walked towards the kitchen without a smile, took off her bag on the dining table and found that the food her assistant had prepared at the dinner table had become cold.

"Why not eat?"

"Waiting you home!"

"Sit down! I'll warm it up for a minute!"

Brian waited obediently, sitting up and looking at Bella. Nimble body, full of affection and attention. Suddenly her tears burst, why did she until her heart continued to make lara the woman. Brian wiped his tears when he found his wife had finished and walked towards him with his hands full of bowls and plates.

Brian said, "What can I do for you?"

"No need! Sit down!" It's always been like that, why is Bella so independent? Brian also wants the woman to indulge with him and asks him to do anything. Even though it was a light thing that he was able to work on himself.

Brian sat back down, and Bella swiftly walked back and forth preparing the food.

"Good meal!" Bella said as she put a bowl of rice in front of Brian while smiling sweetly. Then he took the rice for himself and sat right in front of Brian. They face each other, the next second Bella feeds rice into her mouth, then the man puts a piece of fish on top of her bowl with a sweet smile. In Bella's heart, "Don't be too kind to me and make me doubt!"

"Brian!"

The one called by his name did not reply, but looked straight at the source of the voice.

"There's something important I want to talk about!"

"What's that?" Ask later.

"Let's split up!"

Brian grabbed that hand "Why suddenly Bella? Did I do something bad?" The soaring cry was held back, did the man return to the charade? Did I do anything bad? Why even ask like that? Wouldn't it be nice if she begged and apologized to him like she did, but this time she tried to fool Bella again "You know so much more about yourself!" Bella then threw that hand.

"Bella!"

"I'll sleep in the living room! You rest well!" That's all Bella can say. If talking about love, until this moment only Brian he loves. But he couldn't let that love continue to hurt his feelings.

Brian walked in haste, approached Bella then hugged the woman from behind "Don't leave me Bell, I can't without you!" This time the man cried, with tears dripping down Bella's shoulders.

Bella turned her back, looked up slightly and looked at the full face of the play "Have you ever loved me?"

"I love you Bell!"

"Then do you like Dera or just make it an entertainment?"

Is.deg....

Brian's heart was like detached from his hinges, suddenly he became gago and just stood in his place.

Bella undoes her intention to sleep in the living room, many unexpected things that might happen. And the thing he was most afraid of was to go back and forgive Brian's mistakes like he did before.

Which place should he go? Places Brian doesn't know. A place that could make him calm, then he remembered the figure of Dion. Didn't he say that the door of his house was always open for him.

Bella decides to stay in Dion's apartment.

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Bella wakes up in the morning hoping that what happened during this time is just a long, exhausting dream, but it does not happen.

Suddenly he gets tired, being good doesn't always bear good fruit. Her heart is now beginning to creep in because it is not only the man she loves who has betrayed her, but the friend she spent almost half her life with.

He's going to meet Dera this morning, talk about something serious, about friendship, loyalty, conscience and sin. Where would the woman choose? Maybe not everything, because he knew from the beginning his best friend had been wrong. He will not be angry and blasphemous, because his anger does not deserve to be wasted. He just wanted to talk, because that would make him free from injury.

The sun had risen, giving a tinge of light that pierced through from behind the apartment window. Then he inched from his soft bed toward the sunlight, like a tendril trapped in a vacuum of light. High-rise buildings, impressive views, then a question flashed through his mind "Why did Dion let a place as good as this just loosen up?"

For a long time he stood there, until the hunger came and undermined him, his eyes widened and he found a pile of clean clothes stored on the nightstand and a tray containing breakfast "When did Dion come here?"

Looking at the sandwich piece with full stuffing made his passion increase, picked up the piece and put it in his mouth cavity, then chewed slowly until the full plate was empty.