Warm Married Life: Mr. President Loves His Darling Wife

Chapter 308 - 307: Damian’s Inner Conflict

Sometimes, when certain expectations become as humble as dust, they are more easily met.

Bella Acker chuckled self-deprecatingly, thinking to herself that this might be the last time she would see Damian, right?

Today, seeing him could still use celebrating his birthday as an excuse, but after that?

It turned out they really became a relationship that even needed a reason to meet.

Just thinking about this made Bella Acker’s heart tighten.

Damian Sinclair stopped and looked back at her, "Why are you standing there? Not ready to leave?"

Bella was taken aback by his words, not quite sure what he meant. After a moment, she said, "I... I’ll take a taxi later."

"It’s rush hour now, how are you going to get a taxi?" Damian looked at her.

Bella blushed with a bit of embarrassment, "I can wait a little longer."

Damian’s brow furrowed. Sometimes he really wanted to open this little woman’s head to see what’s inside.

Clearly, sometimes she’s so witty, but sometimes she’s as dumb as a rock.

"Get in the car." Damian coldly threw out the words, turned around, walked to the car, directly opened the door, and got in.

Bella’s eyes widened slightly in disbelief.

Actually, she understood what he meant just now but didn’t dare to think too much, afraid that in the end, it would just be another one-sided misunderstanding on her part.

No hope, no disappointment. She didn’t want to secretly hope and end up disappointed.

Bella hesitated for a while, anxious and uneasy, not daring to move forward.

Damian waited for her in the car. Seeing her still standing there, he frowned, impatiently took out his phone, and dialed her number.

The phone in her bag vibrated. Bella took it out, and when she saw the caller ID, her eyes widened.

She abruptly looked up in his direction, dazed for a moment before answering, "Hello."

"Get in the car! Don’t make me say it a third time!" Damian coldly finished and hung up the phone.

Bella held the phone, feeling as if the voice she had just heard was an auditory hallucination.

She was dazed again for a while, then slowly moved to Damian’s car, clutching her phone.

Damian directly opened the passenger door for her.

Bella looked up at him, a bit nervously, and got in the car.

"Ms. Acker, are you a turtle?" Damian coldly looked at her.

"I..." Bella opened her mouth, wanting to say that even if she were a snail, she wouldn’t be a turtle. But considering the awkward relationship between them, such slightly intimate words were swallowed back.

She lowered her head, secretly pursing her lips.

Damian didn’t need to look to know what her expression was. This little woman, as long as given a little sunshine, her little mouth never suffered a loss.

"Wait a moment!" Damian turned his gaze back to stare ahead for a while, then said coldly before getting out of the car.

"Damian, what are you going to do?" Bella asked him from the window.

Damian didn’t answer, striding towards the ticket office to buy a ticket, and re-entered the amusement park.

Bella watched him walk inside, frowning in confusion, muttering, "What happened? Did he drop something inside?"

She sat in the passenger seat nervously waiting, relieved when Damian didn’t take long to return.

In his hand was the bouquet of Wintergreen Flowers she gave him.

Bella’s eyes lit up when she saw the flowers he was holding.

Did he purposely go back to retrieve this bouquet of Wintergreen Flowers?