Chapter 839 - 838: Go Make a Fool of Yourself Alone

Chapter 839: Chapter 838: Go Make a Fool of Yourself Alone

Compared to hearing Damian Sinclair’s complaints, Bella Acker was more surprised at how Damian could know these romance novel tropes.

President Sinclair, oh President Sinclair! I really didn’t expect you to be the kind of president who reads online romance novels!

Seeing Bella Acker’s glowing eyes, Damian Sinclair knew what she was imagining.

He gently tapped her forehead with his fingers and said, "Have you forgotten how many of those novels you bought and left in the villa? These years, when I miss you, I take them out and have a look. But Ms. Acker, I really doubt your taste level. Why did you use to race against time to hide under the covers and read them, even shedding tears sometimes?"

Damian Sinclair’s expression was full of incomprehension.

Bella Acker felt a little embarrassed being scorned so seriously yet earnestly by him.

"I was young and naive back then. Is it so strange?" Bella Acker rolled her eyes. "Didn’t you also read them? Yet, you have the nerve to criticize me, huh."

Seeing her face turn red, Damian Sinclair reached out to tousle her hair, "Silly girl."

Bella Acker puffed her cheeks and turned her face away, not looking at him.

"Realizing your taste level was low back then, feeling embarrassed about it?" Damian Sinclair’s eyes held a hint of amusement as he teased her.

Bella Acker threw a silent glare at him, stood up, and pushed him aside, saying, "President Sinclair, my lowest taste back then was liking you, wasn’t it? You couldn’t chat with girls yet forced conversations. Go be silly somewhere else."

Bella Acker snorted, intending to briskly walk out of the bathroom, but her legs were too weak, trembling, and after just two steps, she ended up kneeling down.

Knelt down!

Kneeling! 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ

Down!

Bella Acker knelt on the ground, hands also propped up, completely resembling an act of worship.

"Pfft!" Suddenly, Damian Sinclair chuckled softly from behind.

Bella Acker, kneeling and prostrating on the floor, felt utterly ashamed to get up.

Heavens, give her a crack in the ground, she would definitely dive right in. So embarrassing.

Damian Sinclair walked over to her, trying to hold back laughter as he reached out to help her up, asking, "Should I say ’rise’ or ’dismiss’?"

"Don’t help me up, just let me be like this forever, I can’t face anyone." Bella Acker was at a loss for words to express her feelings, absolutely tearful.

"Come on, kneeling on the ground like this, isn’t it cold? Be careful not to catch a cold tomorrow, get up quickly." Damian Sinclair reached out and pulled her up, looking at her knees, a bit red from the bump but luckily not bruised or bleeding, still okay.

Bella Acker’s face was flushed with embarrassment. She glared at Damian Sinclair weakly, "Did you just snort with laughter?"

"No. You fell, I was too worried to laugh at you." Damian Sinclair brazenly fibbed without blushing or appearing out of breath, took Bella Acker’s hand, and led her to the bathroom outside where there was no water.

Bella Acker pouted, "I clearly heard you laugh just now. Are you still holding back laughter even now? I saw the amusement in your eyes, President Sinclair, you’re being too much!"

"I was wrong, I shouldn’t have laughed at you. Be good, put your clothes on first." Damian Sinclair picked up her nightgown and draped it over her head for her to slip into.

Bella Acker threw him another silent glare, felt embarrassed herself, and was too ashamed to pursue the matter further.

The two of them put on their clothes and left the bathroom. It was already quite late, and the villa was quiet, with only the ticking sound of a Western clock in the living room audible.

Bella Acker intended to go to the room to sleep with Talia but was suddenly pulled into the adjacent room by Damian Sinclair.