Perhaps it was the cold wind, Bella Scott's throat became itchy, and she couldn't help but cough twice. Suddenly, someone placed a coat over her from behind.
As she turned around, she saw Cecelia Anderson quietly standing behind her.
Her gentle eyes and brows seemed even more beautiful under the warm light, enough to make one's heart break.
"You probably took the responsibility upon yourself again. Bella, you can deceive others, but not me. I know you had your reasons for terminating the pregnancy. I also know that you care about my brother. If you don't want to say it, I won't ask. But if you don't want to be my bodyguard simply because you don't want to affect the relationship between my brother and me, then you are overthinking. Do you really think I am that important to my brother?"
Cecelia's words made Bella gaze at her in silence.