"Bella, actually I can..."
"No need." Bella Woods put on a smile: "I'm sorry, it must have been hard for the Marshall Family's sixth lady to humble herself and be friends with me during this time."
"It's not like that, Bella, things aren't that way..." Calvin Marshall urgently wanted to explain.
Bella Woods maintained her smile: "But at the beginning, it was indeed the Third Young Master who asked the sixth lady to come and befriend me. I suppose the Third Young Master must have said that I don't have many friends and asked you to keep me company."
"Bella." Calvin Marshall looked at the smile on Bella Woods' face, feeling very uncomfortable inside.
Her smile was pale and desolate, a smile that made Calvin Marshall feel as if thousands of blades were attacking his heart.
Bella Woods took a deep breath and tidied her slightly messy hair before standing up from the sofa.
