The President's Accidental Wife novel Chapter 1666

Mrs. McCall woke up early the next morning.

Bella asked her mother what she would like to have for breakfast, and she would get it for her.

"Promise me that you won't chase after Charlie, or I'll commit suicide again..." Mrs. McCall coughed lightly and threatened Bella.

Bella stood quietly and kept silent.

"Weren't you going to kill Ms. Livingston if you could not get Charlie? Do you even know what you're talking about?"

"You will be dead if you kill her. Didn't you tell me that Ms. Livingston bonded well

with the Valentine family in Santabaca and the Wright family in Lanechett? The two families are more powerful than the Morgan Group.”

"If you really harmed Ms. Livingston, those two families would not only deal with you but also make your father and I pay the price. Can you afford to mess with them?"

"I'd rather kill myself now than watch you be arrested by the police and sentenced to death and live in hell..."

Mrs. McCall spoke very slowly. When she became slightly emotional, she coughed violently.

Bella rushed over to her mother and gently stroked her chest.

"Promise me! And you need counseling from today. Otherwise, even if you rescue

me this time. I'll kill myself once again!" Bella kept silent for a long time this time. She gazed out the window. Nobody knew what she was thinking.

After thinking quietly for a long time, she lightly said, "I promise you."

Not until this moment did Mrs. McCall feel relieved. She took a deep breath and finally calmed down a little.

Bella brought her mother's breakfast.

The psychiatrist Bella hired came over at noon that day and offered Bella counseling.

Bella brought her mother a bowl of vegetable soup and said, "Mom, the psychiatrist does not need to come tomorrow." "Why?" Mrs. McCall had recovered a bit and could sit up. But her wrist was injured, so she could not hold the bowl by herself.

"Because it is unnecessary," Bella replied.

The psychiatrist had come for four consecutive days. She came at noon and left in the afternoon every day.

Mrs. McCall was dissatisfied. "No, she must come over!"

"I'm slowly becoming sober, so she doesn't have to come over. Besides, I have

undergone counseling for four days. That’s enough.”

Mrs. McCall didn’t believe her and disagreed with her. She insisted on having the psychiatrist come over.

Bella stood there and suddenly cried, tears tricking down her cheeks. "I am really becoming sober. I have started to be sober since you were in surgery..."