Dump My Ex, Dive into Love with His Billionaire Uncle-Chapter 78 - The Passionate Rush... Awkward
Chapter 78: Chapter 78: The Passionate Rush… Awkward
Chapter 78 -78: The Passionate Rush… Awkward
Bella Woods put away her phone and arrived at the restaurant, sitting next to Cyan Marshall.
Cyan Marshall served her some food: “Bella, eat more.”
“Okay.” Bella Woods nodded obediently, picking up her chopsticks to eat.
“Big sis, don’t let her eat too much, I’ve seen that dress—it’s really tight, not even a small belly bump is allowed. If she eats too much, it won’t look good,” Calvin Marshall quickly reminded.
Cyan Marshall understood.
She had been the Marshall Family’s eldest daughter since childhood, always representing the family’s reputation.
Now as the matriarch of the Hughes Family, she had to consider her image even more.
So Cyan Marshall didn’t insist: “Eat as much as you can.”
“Okay.”
Bella Woods ate obediently while not forgetting to help serve Cyan Marshall.
Calvin Marshall took a couple of bites before leaving the dining room with his phone to make a call.
“Bella,” Cyan Marshall clasped Bella Woods’ hand, “I know you’ve been through a lot recently, but Aunt Cyan promises that the engagement will happen.”
“Even if the engagement gets canceled, Aunt Cyan will ensure there won’t be any trouble for the Woods Family. I care for you because of who you are, not just because you’re Oliver’s fiancée.”
Cyan Marshall’s words were like a powerful reassurance to Bella Woods.
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While it touched her, it also eased her anxious heart.
“Thank you, Aunt Cyan.” Bella Woods found that, besides expressing gratitude, she didn’t know what else to say.
“No need for thanks.” Cyan Marshall patted Bella Woods’ back.
She was actually feeling a bit troubled inside.
Cyan Marshall said these words mainly out of concern that Oliver Hughes might act foolishly, causing Bella Woods to be overwhelmed by grievances for the sake of the Woods Family.
Too pitiful.
“After dinner, I’ll have someone take you home.” Cyan Marshall stroked Bella Woods’ head.
“Okay.”
Bella Woods smiled obediently.
The meal didn’t take long; after eating, Cyan Marshall habitually went for a walk with a few ladies.
After finishing his call, Calvin Marshall borrowed a car and left.
As Bella Woods walked through the Hughes Family’s back garden toward the gate, she happened to encounter Oliver Hughes returning.
He was driving a red sports car, his high nose bridge framed by black sunglasses, the wheels rolling over the road outside the back garden.
Seeing Bella Woods walking out, he deliberately slowed the car, tossed aside his sunglasses.
Oliver Hughes confidently stared at Bella Woods, expecting her to rush over as usual to ask if he’d eaten.
But the scene Oliver Hughes had imagined didn’t happen—Bella Woods didn’t even give him a glance, walking straight past him.
Oliver Hughes’ face changed immediately: “Bella Woods!”
He parked the car, not bothering to open the door, jumped out of the convertible, and walked up to Bella Woods in three quick strides, pulling her back by the arm.
Bella Woods, puzzled after being called, had her arm yanked. Her shoulder was already sore from being bumped by him earlier, and getting hit with a brick by Holly Watson made her wince in pain as cold sweat broke out.
Oliver Hughes was full of anger, not noticing Bella Woods’ pale face: “You’re doing this on purpose, acting up again, aren’t you?”
“I don’t understand what you’re talking about,” Bella Woods was baffled.
“Didn’t you want me back for dinner? I’m back now and you deliberately leave, isn’t that just playing games with me?” Oliver Hughes believed this was the case.
“I’m sorry, I have no intention of playing mind games. I need to go home now,” Bella Woods replied politely.
She was in a hurry to get back.
At home, a handsome uncle who hadn’t eaten was waiting to be fed, so she hadn’t noticed Oliver Hughes coming back earlier.
Anyway, even if she had noticed, it would have been no big deal.
“I’m leaving now.”
After speaking, Bella Woods turned to leave.
Oliver Hughes, frustrated by her attitude, couldn’t vent his anger, couldn’t swallow it: “Bella Woods, you’re pushing it. With this attitude, be careful I might replace you at the engagement banquet, what would you do then?”
Bella Woods stopped.
Seeing this, Oliver Hughes’ expression softened: “If you come over now, apologize properly, and promise not to play games anymore, I won’t replace you.”
He was confident Bella Woods liked him, believing all her actions were driven by jealousy, hence the tantrums.
Oliver Hughes planned to forget all her previous antics if she apologized sincerely.
“Come over quickly, I’m giving you an out,” Oliver Hughes arrogantly urged.
Bella Woods didn’t turn around, just looked ahead with a self-mocking smile: “If you want to replace me, go ahead.”
For her, this engagement banquet had lost all meaning.
Bella Woods resumed walking away.
Oliver Hughes watched her leave, his face darkened.
“Bella Woods, you’re really ungrateful!”
Oliver Hughes gritted his teeth, kicked the nearby stone bench in frustration: “I was too damn nice to you!”
He was infuriated.
He had offered Bella Woods an out, but she foolishly didn’t cherish it!
Bella Woods hadn’t walked far, and she could clearly hear Oliver Hughes’ curses.
To say it didn’t sting would be a lie.
But it didn’t hurt as much as before.
Plus, all she wanted now was to go home to that man who would affirm her and provide a safe embrace.
By the time the Hughes Family driver dropped Bella Woods off at her new apartment complex, it was already dark.
Bella Woods bought a lot of groceries at the nearby supermarket, her hands full, so when she reached the door, she couldn’t open it and had to ring the doorbell.
Ashton Marshall answered the door wearing only gray lounge pants, shirtless, his hair slightly damp.
Seeing Bella Woods at the door with two big bags, he was momentarily stunned before quickly taking the bags from her.
Weighing them briefly, by his estimate, everything must have weighed at least fifteen pounds.
“Why didn’t you call me?” Ashton Marshall frowned.
“Call you for what?” Bella Woods was puzzled, explaining to him, “I had to eat with Aunt Cyan before coming over.”
She sneaked a glance while washing her hands in the bathroom, seeing him carrying the bags to the kitchen.
Typically, he looked slender in clothes, with broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and long, slim legs, but the muscles on his body were distinct when shirtless.
Especially when carrying things, his arm muscles were taut, the biceps naturally prominent, looking very nice.
Bella Woods pursed her lips, her mind replaying the scene of Calvin Marshall when he saw Cyan Marshall.
Bella Woods took a deep breath, and as Ashton Marshall emerged from the kitchen after putting the bags away, she opened her arms and ran toward him.
Ashton Marshall instinctively opened his arms, catching the girl who leapt into his embrace, her legs wrapped around his waist.
Bella Woods held Ashton Marshall’s face and gave him a big kiss: “Missed you, uncle.”
Her actions were all in one go.
“Hmm?” Ashton Marshall watched Bella Woods’ enthusiasm.
Bella Woods felt quite nervous, having done all of that, and Ashton Marshall just looked at her intently without saying anything, leaving her unsure of what to say.
What had been a passionate rush suddenly turned… awkward.
