Bleeding Love

Chapter 18 I will Take Good Care of You

Spencer hooped her shoulder and stopped her from approaching, looking straight at her feeling dizzy.

Rosalie stiffened, but soon relaxed and smiled gently at him, “Spencer..."

Spencer looked at her in a daze, but he could faintly see that she was Aleena.

"Aleena, you are back..." Spencer's eyes became blurred and he reached out his hand to touch her

face. "I knew you wouldn't die. They were all lying to me..."

Rosalie's eyes was malicious.

Why? Why did he still miss her since Aleena had been already dead?

‘Spencer, who am I to you?’

It didn't matter, it didn't matter. If she succeeded tonight, there would be no more reason for him to

neglect her.

She would get him to like her again.

Just like old times.

Rosalie tried to calm down and said gently, “I am back..."

But the next second, Spencer grabbed her shoulder!

“How can you be so cruel, Aleena?” Spencer’s eyes were red, looking grieved, "I haven't divorced with

you! I'm not tired of playing with you. You're still my property. I tell you, since you've come back, you

can't ever leave!”

The smile on Rosalie's face stiffened. She didn't seem to feel it even though Spencer was holding her

shoulders with force.

Spencer tried to hold her, but frowned when he smelled her. His mind suddenly woke up. He pushed

Rosalie away and looked at her with clear eyes, “Rosalie?”

Rosalie looked at him silently with grievance and tears.

Seeing how she looked, Spencer scolded himself as a beast. But when he saw she was neatly

dressed, he felt relieved. He rubbed his eyebrows and said, "I'm sorry, Rosalie, I was dizzy just now. If I

have offended you, please forgive me.”

Then, he got up trembling, “I, I have to go. Let’s talk tomorrow. I will apologize to you tomorrow......"

With that, he went upstairs.

Rosalie sat in the wheelchair and watched his back as he left. Her hands held the handrails tightly and Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

her knuckles turned white.

Aleena!

She would never have spared her if she hadn't died!

But...... Aleena was dead, who was she to contend with?

Rosalie was angry. Looking at the wine bottles on the ground, she took a bottle of wine that had been

opened and not finished drinking and drunk it up.

...

Daphne was happy for three days after she learned of the death of Aleena.

The eyesore was dead at last!

In this way, Travis was hers.

Daphne carefully dressed herself and came to Travis’ house carrying a bag.

But later she learned that Travis had not been home for a long time.

Daphne's heart suddenly jumped violently.

Without hesitation, she immediately used her connection to find the whereabouts of Travis.

But she got no news.

She had searched all over, but there was no sign of him.

Was Travis dead too?!

Whenever Daphne thought of this, she felt cold from body to heart.

But she still held expectation, feeling that Travis would not leave her.

She searched wider and wider, and she became haggard.

Finally, one day, there came to the news.

It was said that Travis was found in a small town abroad.

Daphne repeatedly confirmed about it and asked the man to send her a photo.

As soon as the email came to her, she couldn't wait to open it. When she saw the thin and tall figure

and his gentle look, her tears immediately flowed down.

It was Travis!

She knew Travis certainly had not dead!

She quickly booked the fastest and earliest flight ticket. She could not wait to fly abroad and to the

arms of Travis like a bird.

...

"How are you feeling today?" Smiling, Travis carried the fruit into the yard. His legs were already sick.

He could not walk fast and even was limped.

"You're back." A woman on the couch, enjoying the cool with a bulging belly, smiled at his entrance and

tried to rise to greet him.

This woman was Aleena who should have been dead!

"Don't move. Just lie there." Travis said nervously.

"It's not that dramatic." Aleena lay back, looking at his smile.

"Just enjoy it. You had suffered so much." Travis smiled and said, "I should take care of you since there

is a chance."