Rebirth: Top Actress, Your Big Shot Husband is Jealous Again!

Chapter 911

With this kind of situation emerging, Bella Green was certain that Victor Bennett would call her.No matter the perspective, he would contact her.

But hours had passed since the incident, and there was still no word from Victor Bennett.

Bella Green felt a vague sense of unease and waved for Mason Bennett.

"Go find Victor, I feel that something’s not right."

She said with a frown.

For no other reason than the fact that Fiona Grantham, that lunatic, could do anything.

She felt a bit worried, but she didn’t even know what she was worried about.

After all, it wasn’t as if she could really do anything to Victor Bennett.

Yet she was still uneasy.

Mason understood what was on her mind and immediately called Elliot Morris, asking him to bring Victor Bennett over.

Bella Green saw him make the call, but she still wasn’t at ease; instead, she became more anxious...

...

In Fiona Grantham’s villa.

Fiona sat on the bed, her expression extraordinarily grim.

She hadn’t expected the Howard couple to make a scene even at the hospital.

Her address was exposed, so she naturally couldn’t stay there anymore.

What if someone really crazed enough came to the hospital looking for her?

At that time, she had Nancy Lowe take her away.

Of course, they left through the underground garage; she didn’t dare go through the front door.

Fiona was enraged, tossing her phone aside, then turned her head to look at Victor Bennett lying beside her.

The man’s face was flushed, eyes closed, asleep and calm.

Seeing Victor’s face, Fiona’s expression softened a bit, a gentle smile appeared on her lips as she reached out to touch his face.

Victor was very handsome, with similar genes, his looks were no less than Mason’s.

Just two different types.

Victor looked very good, especially in this quiet state, he looked even better.

Fiona’s smile deepened, her eyes tender to the point where they seemed to overflow.

Yet this expression inexplicably gave off a somewhat creepy vibe.

"Victor, don’t leave me, okay? Never leave."

Fiona’s fingers lightly tapped the man’s forehead, then slowly slid down, outlining his exquisite features.

Her gentle voice carried a hint of twisted pleasure.

Fiona’s fingers slid to Victor’s chin, paused, then continued down, gliding over his Adam’s apple, moving further down...

The collar of his white hoodie blocked her path, causing her to furrow her brows, seemingly displeased.

Then, she sat up, turned to grab a pair of scissors from the bedside table.

Then, turning back, she lifted the collar with her fingers and began to cut down...

The white hoodie gradually being snipped open in her hands...

Cut from the collar all the way to the hem.

Seeing the man’s well-built upper body, Fiona’s eyes lit up.

Victor was fairly pale, almost like a girl, but the delicate yet understated muscles on his body didn’t make him appear weak.

She hadn’t expected Victor to have such a good physique.

No worse than Mason’s.

It’s just that Victor usually dressed casual; it wasn’t easy to tell at all.

Fiona chuckled a few times under her breath, not knowing what she was laughing at.

Her fingers traced over every inch of Victor’s upper body.

The areas where her fingers moved turned slightly red.

And the man, who had been sleeping soundly with his eyes closed, began to breathe more irregularly.

Fiona played to her fill, her fingers finally resting on the man’s pants.

Her fingers slowly unfastened the button, then pinched the zipper of his pants...