Bella’s POV:

“Do you want me to put your clothes on?”

I glared at him and signaled him to go out. “I can do it myself.”

He heaved a sighed. “Alright. Lunch is ready soon.” He said before giving me a smile and closed the door of the room.

I put lotion on my skin and did my skin care routine after putting my clothes on. I only wore an oversized white shirt and a black shorts with a fluffy slippers.

Looking myself in the mirror, I saw a very beautiful woman with a more mature yet fragile heart. When I was in New York, I had so many suitors...