Bella's POV:
At nine o'clock the next morning, I was still sleeping.
It was the wedding tomorrow. I had to have a good rest to recover my strength.
"Get up!"
In my sleep, I heard this sentence.
I was still sleepy. With a snort, I turned over and went back to sleep.
The next moment, I felt a chill down my spine. When I opened my sleepy eyes, I saw that the blanket on my body had been lifted.
I turned my head and saw the neatly dressed Herbert standing by the bed.
Today, he wore a white shirt, a black tie around his neck, and a pair of black trousers. Although he was dressed in ordinary clothes, he looked high-spirited and handsome.
"Why are you dressed like this? Is there something special?" I asked.
"My mom is here. I have to keep her company."
I got up from my bed. "What? Your mother is here?"
I had always had a bad relationship with Herbert's mother. I didn't know how to deal with her at all.