Dump My Ex, Dive into Love with His Billionaire Uncle

Chapter 26: Chapter 26: He Whispered in Her Ear, Teaching Her to Fight Back Chapter 26: Chapter 26: He Whispered in Her Ear, Teaching Her to Fight Back These past few days she spent too much time tangled with the handsome male prostitute, making her body extremely sensitive to his scent and touch.

As her heart raced wildly, she looked up and saw a face with a lace blindfold.

The sexy, mysterious black lace covered half his face, with a high nose bridge constantly reminding her of his distinct sharp features.

A black suit jacket over a pure white shirt, the collar open, exposing his clavicle and a handsome neck forming a captivating male visual feast.

“Spent the entire night being bullied and still obedient?”

As he spoke, his lips brushed against Bella Woods’ earlobe, triggering her body’s sensitivity, causing half her body to subconsciously press against his chest.

“Pick up the weapon, tell him, you’re no pushover, Bella Woods.”

Bella Woods felt something being stuffed into her hand.

At the same time, someone pushed her waist, causing Bella Woods’ body to uncontrollably move toward Holly Watson. As Holly Watson was about to kick Bella Woods again, Bella Woods raised the ‘weapon’ in her hand and smashed it toward Holly Watson’s head!

Bang!

With a loud sound, shards of the glass bottle exploded everywhere, and the surrounding people instantly retreated, creating a space in the crowd.

Bella Woods looked at the half-shattered beer bottle in her hand, her heart still racing.

“Bella Woods, you…” Holly Watson touched her own head, her hand covered in blood, staring at Bella Woods in disbelief.

A coward from the countryside dared to do this to her?

Bella Woods suppressed her frantic heartbeat and raised the remaining half of the beer bottle: “Do you want to try the feeling of half a bottle stabbing into your body? If you want to try, just take another step toward me.”

“I’m the Watson Family’s young lady!” Holly Watson screamed, “How dare you!”

“I’m still Oliver Hughes’ fiancée. What would happen if I hurt you; would Oliver Hughes really dare let me get into trouble?” Bella Woods shouted this particularly fiercely.

Her eyes turned, fixing on Oliver Hughes who had been watching from the side.

Oliver Hughes was surprised by Bella Woods’ outburst, and being looked at in such a way, he had no choice but to step forward: “Holly Watson, bullying my fiancée like this, is that disregarding me, disregarding the Hughes Family?”

Oliver Hughes stood in front of Bella Woods, staring at Holly Watson.

“Young Master Oliver…” Holly Watson pressed her bleeding head, incredulous: “But she was bullying Sienna, she…”
“I’ll send Sienna Warren to the police.” Oliver Hughes interrupted Holly Watson.

“How could it be! It must be that Bella Woods did something, you’ve always been so close to Sienna, how could you do such a thing?”

This wasn’t only Holly Watson’s shock.

Many of Oliver Hughes’ circle of friends were among the crowd watching, all aware of how enthralled Oliver Hughes was with Sienna Warren.

How could he turn against her so easily?

“She slandered my fiancée, Huang Yao.”

Oliver Hughes’ eyes swept around, finally locking on Bella Woods: “Slandered her, found a male prostitute, kept a pretty boy.”

Bella Woods could feel that Oliver Hughes was deliberately saying these words for her to hear.

But having been around Oliver Hughes for so many years, she had been taunted enough to develop a skill of keeping her emotions off her face.

Even though her heart was somewhat flustered at the moment, her facial expression remained calm without a trace of ripple.

Oliver Hughes withdrew his gaze, and stood beside Bella Woods, putting an arm around her shoulder: “Just as well, let me clarify this matter today.”

“Sienna Warren humiliating my fiancée means turning against me, Oliver Hughes. Likewise, whoever dares to bully my fiancée in the future is against me, Oliver Hughes.”

At the end of his speech, Oliver Hughes’ gaze kept staring straight at Bella Woods, as if waiting for a reward.

However, Bella Woods was not moved.

Only wary and speculative, she didn’t know what Oliver Hughes was trying to do.

In the past, when she was ridiculed by this group of people, even publicly scolded by Sienna Warren for being a man without dignity, she longed for Oliver Hughes to stand up for her.

But the more she hoped before, the more serene she felt now.

Belated protection is as worthless as grass.

As is today’s Oliver Hughes.

“Aren’t you going to say something?”

Not getting a response from Bella Woods, Oliver Hughes lowered his voice to remind.

Although Bella Woods felt indifferent inside, given the occasion, she still had to pretend to be Oliver Hughes’ fiancée for another year, so she had to maintain appearances.

She then leaned her face against Oliver Hughes’ shoulder slightly, appearing as if she was touched: “Thank you.”

Oliver Hughes frowned, somehow finding Bella Woods’ response a bit cold.

It shouldn’t be like this.

Bella Woods should have been moved to tears, clinging to him, expressing uncontrollable gratitude for him supporting this attitude she’d longed for.

Oliver Hughes licked his lips in dissatisfaction, suppressing his emotions.

There was still one more surprise to come.

He must see Bella Woods moved to tears!

With this in mind, Oliver Hughes led Bella Woods over to the seating area.

“No, Oliver…”
Holly Watson wanted to chase after them but was stopped by one of Oliver Hughes’ friends: “You know what kind of person Young Master Oliver is. You better go treat your wound. If you chase after them, I’m afraid you won’t make it out of Paradise World.”

Terrified, Holly Watson instinctively stepped back, looking at the blood on her hands, and decided it was best to leave first.

Tonight, Oliver Hughes’ attitude was very rebellious, so she decided to go back and ask Sienna whether she had been schemed by Bella Woods, and if so, she needed to resolve this for her.

In her eyes, Sienna Warren was the epitome of a modern woman, carefree and indulgent, never getting trapped by men or engaging in catfights.

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Oliver Hughes seated Bella Woods, soothing her: “From now on, if anyone bullies you, I’ll stand up for you.”

He grabbed a tissue and handed it to Bella Woods.

Bella Woods, without shedding a single tear, could only think about how the handsome male prostitute’s breath had sprayed on her ear and how his lips had grazed her earlobe earlier.

But she had to take the tissue, wipe a nonexistent tear, and finish the play.

Meanwhile, Oliver Hughes offered her some fruit: “I specially had someone prepare this for you.”

Bella Woods looked down at the fruit platter in her lap.

Oranges, which she didn’t like.

Kiwis, which made her allergic.

Grapes, too sweet and cloying.

Seven kinds of fruit in total, yet not a single type Bella Woods could eat.

“Why aren’t you eating?” Seeing her unmoved, Oliver Hughes picked a kiwi to feed her.

Bella Woods clamped her mouth shut: “I’ll be allergic if I eat it.”

“You used to eat whatever I fed you, even suffering allergies.” Oliver Hughes had no intention of withdrawing his hand.

“Because you knew everything and still bullied me, and when the bullying got too severe, I didn’t want to endure it anymore.” When Bella Woods said this, she couldn’t help it; her eyes stung slightly.

Because it was truly a grievance.

She used to think Oliver Hughes simply had that sort of personality; he looked after her but wasn’t that meticulous.

But today she saw clearly.

Oliver Hughes knew everything, and let her grievances be.

“Still sulking over yesterday’s incident, as I figured.”

Oliver Hughes chuckled, tossing the kiwi back onto the fruit platter, like he had found the answer.

Bella Woods didn’t deny it.

The incident yesterday lingered in her mind, causing her discontent but not real anger at Oliver Hughes.

As the handsome male prostitute had said to her in bed, weak ones get beaten, and after being beaten, you must stand up.

Being beaten once isn’t pathetic.

What’s pathetic is being beaten repeatedly.

“Wait for my surprise to compensate for your grievances.”

Confidently said, Oliver Hughes stood from the sofa, adjusted his clothes, glanced at Bella Woods, and then left.