Spoiled By The CEO: Why The Wife Is Kinda Sweet?

Chapter 803 Secretly Thrilled

The door was suddenly opened.

Ford came into the room with Bella behind him and gave a decent smile as he saw the middle-aged

man on the sofa and greeted him, "Hello, Mr. Zaccardi."

Mr. Zaccardi greeted Ford with a slight nod.

After that, Ford walked up to Felix and whispered, "Mr. Bissel, Miss Collins is here."

Felix glanced up at him and grunted,

"You may leave now."

"Yes, sir."

Ford left respectfully.

Bella stood there, having no idea what was going on.

She was happy at first because she thought she could finally spend some time with Felix alone, but

now she found he was apparently receiving a guest.

Why did he ask her to come over?

Bella wasn’t that stupid to assume that Felix asked her to join their conversation as his girlfriend. After

all, she was nothing to him, let alone his girlfriend.

Then why?

Bella looked up at Felix doubtfully.

But she happened to see him sizing her up, his eyes smiling faintly and glinting wickedly.

Somehow, Bella’s heart missed a beat.

She had a bad feeling.

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"This is…"

Since Felix sat facing the door, Bella stood with her back to Mr. Zaccardi as she walked in.

Thus, he couldn’t see her face.

Felix smiled and said to her, "Bella, say hello to Mr. Zaccardi."

Bella froze.

It was the first time Felix had ever called her “Bella”.

She was a little flustered inside, but more thrilled, secretly.

She responded yes, turned around, and looked at the man behind her.

But the next moment, she was stunned.

At first, Bella thought Felix’s friends must all be tough guys or gangsters.

Unexpectedly, the man sitting on the sofa before her was a gentle and refined middle-aged man with

glasses, and he actually looked like an intellectual.

While Bella was sizing him up, the man was also sizing her up.

However, different from her, who was surprised and confused, he looked astonished.

Naturally, Felix noticed the look on his face, a gleam of satisfaction flashing across his eyes.

Just at this moment, Bella came to her senses.

She greeted him in a sweet voice, "Hello, Mr. Zaccardi."

But the man didn’t react.

He just stared blankly at her as if he fell into a trance, and he didn’t make any response even when she

called him.

Anxious, Bella looked at Felix, only to find him staring at her in an encouraging look.

So she looked back and called him again, "Mr. Zaccardi?"

This time, Stephan Zaccardi finally woke up from his daydream.

As if he realized he wasn’t on his best behavior, Stephan recovered himself and said at once, "Sorry, I

was being frivolous. This is…"

Stephan turned to Felix.

Felix gave a faint smile and replied, "She is a guest I saved before, and she’s staying here lately. But

she’s from Ambario, and I plan to send her back someday."

"From Ambario?"

Stephan was shocked.

Meanwhile, Bella was also shocked.

What? Send her back?

Didn’t he promise he wouldn’t send her back? But why did he bring it up now?

Bella got agitated immediately and chimed in at once, "Mr. Bissel, I can’t go back. I told you before that

I…"

However, before she could finish her sentence, she was interrupted by Felix’s cold stare.

He shot her a piercing and warning look.

Bella swallowed the words she was going to say.

At this moment, Stephan also came to his senses.

He realized that Felix and Bella were talking about something he didn’t know, asking, "What are you

guys talking about? Why can’t this lady go back to her own country?"

Felix smiled.

"She’s from Ambario. The reason she’s here is that she ran away from her wedding. It’s said that her

father wanted her to marry an old man for the money and she refused to do so. And she met a human

trafficker on the way and was hurt, and I happened to meet and save her."

Something seemed to pop into Felix’s mind as he said that, and he chuckled awkwardly.

"You know, I like to be alone, and I don’t enjoy the company of women. But since I saved her, I can’t

just leave her alone. So, I intend to have someone send her back. As for what will happen when she’s

back, that’s not something that I can control."

Bella turned pale as she heard him.

Meanwhile, Stephan frowned as he heard that.

"In that case, you shouldn’t send her back."

As Stephan spoke, Bella nodded hard as if she found a life-saving straw to clutch at.

"Exactly, Mr. Bissel. Since you saved me, please don’t leave me alone. I’ll do anything for you, as long

as you let me stay here."

Felix stared at her, and didn’t utter a word.

Stephan, however, got a little embarrassed. Meanwhile, a sense of compassion was welling up inside

him.

He smiled and said, "Felix, be a nice guy and don’t send her back."

Stephan threw a probing look at Bella’s face as he spoke. His eyes darkened and he smiled, "After all,

she’s so pretty. It’ll be a pity if she marries an old dude."

Felix raised his brows.

Seeing Stephan defending her, Bella begged even harder, her tears streaming down her face.

"Mr. Bissel, Mr. Felix Bissel, I beg of you. Please don’t send me away!"

Anyone would be moved listening to her tearful plea.

Stephan’s eyes darkened even more. He stared at her, his face softening.

In the meantime, Felix noticed everything and laughed after a moment.

"Fine. Since Mr. Zaccardi says so, you could stay here for a little longer. But you have to keep in mind

that I do this for Mr. Zaccardi."

Bella was confused.

Somehow, she felt that Felix was implying something.

She hadn’t figured out what he meant exactly for the moment.

But Bella still turned to Stephan and expressed her gratitude to him.

"Thank you, Mr. Zaccardi."

Stephan went into a daze.

He was lost in her beautiful face, her charisma, and her gentle sweet voice.

Stephan seemed to see another person through Bella. Just like her, she was also a charming girl,

calling his name constantly and staring gently at him.

"Stephan… Stephan…"

Stephan’s heart began to tremble.

However, he concealed his emotions so well that Bella wasn’t aware of them.