Bella's lips curled up involuntarily as she slightly lifted her gaze to sneak a look at Damian Sinclair's profile.
He seemed to be more handsome and charming than before.
In today's popular terms, he was simply a walking hormone, no wonder so many women's eyes instinctively gravitated toward him.
A complete walking attraction magnet.
Bella pouted, silently complaining in her heart. He clearly knows how attractive he is yet doesn't bother to restrain himself, this man is just too unaware.
Leaving the hospital, the sky outside was already dark, the street lights had come on, and at some point, delicate snowflakes started to drift down from the sky.
As soon as she got in the car, Sharon's call came through.
Bella picked up, "Hello, godmother."
Sharon's voice came through the phone, sounding anxious, "Bella, it's so late, are you still at the hospital? How's Talia doing?"
