At eight o'clock the next morning, a police car was parked in front of Bella's house.

A police officer in black uniform named James Fearon came to visit Bella.

James was holding a notebook in his left hand and a pen in his right, sitting on the long couch with his legs crossed.

Bella sat down in the chair opposite. Edward sat beside her, holding her hand tightly.

"Excuse me, ma'am, Mr. Edward told us last night that you were not feeling well, I'm sorry about that and give you my best wishes." James politely said.

"Thank you, Sir."

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