Bella Acker watched as Joy hovered around Damian Sinclair, crying worriedly while taking out a handkerchief, seemingly wanting to wipe the bruise at the corner of his mouth.
Damian Sinclair ignored her, his gaze solely on Bella Acker.
Bella's lips moved, wanting to ask whether this girl was really his girlfriend, but before she could get the words out, her heart was already aching.
Moreover, standing in front of her was the formidable Mrs. Sinclair.
In the end, Bella said nothing, nodded lightly, turned around, and went into the restaurant to get some ice from the waiter.
Mrs. Sinclair frowned and said, "Damian, you saw it yourself. She can just turn around and get involved with other men. Now you should understand that I'm not trying to harm you."
"I don't want to argue about something that doesn't exist, but as for today, I hope it's the last time." Damian's deep eyes withdrew as he said, "Mom, I have my limits."
