The Divorced Heiress Revenge (Bella Thompson) novel Chapter 2079

“Bella, your mother was from Sentania.” Mila’s eyes instantly dimmed.

“Mom…” Bella felt as if her heart was stung by a sharp pain, murmuring softly.

Mila sat beside her, opened her arms, and pulled her into a warm embrace. “Since your mother passed away, your father never went to Sentania again, and he would even change the channels when the news about Sentania came on. Seeing the people from Sentania this time probably stirred up his longing for your mother.

“Bella, go accompany him in a while. Otherwise, he might start overthinking things if he’s alone and has trouble sleeping.”

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Bella walked toward her father’s room with a tray of pastries. She bumped into Drew just as she turned around the corner, who had just returned, bringing the chilling night wind with him.

“Drew, you’re back!”

“Bella.” Drew’s hands were in his pockets as he casually walked up.

“Where did you go? We didn’t see you the entire day. Everyone was asking for you.”

Drew’s eyelashes fluttered in hesitation, and he pulled out an exquisite red velvet box from his pocket, handing it to Bella.

“Bella, I picked this. Do you think it’s okay?”

Bella was slightly surprised and opened the box. Inside was a handcrafted sapphire necklace in the shape of a water droplet, inlaid with diamonds, shining brightly even in the dimly lit hallway.

“Drew, is this a gift for Yvonne? It’s so beautiful!” Bella smiled and asked happily.

“Yes. Yvonne has a necklace, but it’s old, so I want to give her a new one. I spent a long time picking this out, but I still feel it was missing something.”

“Drew, how could I?” Bella shook her head with a gentle gaze. “No matter when and no matter what happens, always trust your family. We’ll support you forever. Love who you choose, and choose who you love. Don’t think about anything else.”

Drew felt a surge of warmth in his heart and gave his sister a tight hug.

After Drew snatched a few pastries from her, Bella entered Wyatt’s room as she pushed the door open.

There was no one in the living area or the bedroom.

But she could hear Wyatt’s agitated voice through the door of the study.

“Not that girl! So what if she’s the king’s daughter?! My son is just as noble as she is, rich, and handsome. What’s so special about that empty title of a prince consort?!”