Herbert's POV:
I saw a man pestering Bella.
"Mr. Wharton, why don't you find someone to teach that man a lesson?" Connor asked.
My mind was filled with the image of that man harassing Bella just now.
I couldn't wait to chop off the man's hand. "I want to see his detailed information."
"Yes." Connor nodded.
I looked out of the window. Bella got in a taxi and disappeared completely from my sight.
"Let's go back!" I said.
Connor nodded, and then he started the engine.
Ever since Bella rejected me in person last time, I had never appeared in front of her.
In fact, only God knew how much I missed her in my heart.
But my strong self-esteem didn't allow me to pester her.
So I bought another Rolls-Royce. Bella wouldn't recognize my car. I often asked Connor to drive to the place where Bella always appeared.
In fact, most of the time, I could only look at Bella from a distance.
But this was the only way to ease my pain of longing.