My Billionaire Ex-Husband Chase Me Back

However, before she could give the plate to Tristan, Noora stopped her.

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"Young Miss, it’s all for you. If Master Tristan wants to eat too, I could ask the chef to prepare another full plate of this delicious food for him," Noora said while helping her place the second plate on the table.

Bella was even more surprised. She looked at the two plates in front of her and then turned to look at Noora, who was still standing behind her with a strange smile framing her face.

She motioned for Noora to come closer, then whispered, "Do you want me to return to the size I was five years ago? Well, Aunty, I don’t want to become fat again, alright!"

Noora softly laughed before answering.

"Hahaha, you are so funny, young Miss. Of course not. But from now on, you should start eating more protein than usual. You need plenty of protein to become stronger and healthier."

Noora giggled, remembering what Geoffrey had said to her. They will soon have another child in the house, and just thinking about it made her happy. ’It would be fun having another kid around, right?’

Bella frowned in confusion, looking at Noora’s odd expression.

"Speak more clearly, Aunty Noora. What are you trying to say?" Her voice slightly raised, but without entirely losing her gentleness.

"Hehehe, Miss, you also have to control your emotions. You can’t get angry easily because that’s not good for, you know what I mean—" Noora paused when Bella glared at her. "O-Okay, Miss, hurry up and eat while the meat is still warm."

Noora runs to the corner, avoiding Bella, who scolds her with her gaze.

Bella opened her mouth to say something, but Noora had already left. Her confusion grew thicker.

’What happened with Aunt Noora? Wait…what happened HERE? Why does everyone look weird? Did something happen before we came?’ she wondered while trying to eat.

"What’s wrong, Bella?" Natalie asked, confused when her daughter’s expression changed to worry and perplexed.

"Are you alright, Bella?" Isaac also noticed her annoyance. "Oh dear, are you not feeling well?"

Bella silently took a deep sigh before she responded. However, just before she spoke, Lewis Sinclair’s angry voice rang in the air, surprising everyone. Instantly, everyone is now looking at him.

"You Brat!! Tsk, my granddaughter-in-law has just returned from East City, and you’re making her even more exhausted!" Lewis narrowed his eyes on his Grandson. "Can you hold yourself, brat?"

Bella’s eyes widened when she heard Lewis’s words.

’Why does Grandpa Lewis sound strange, just like Noora and Grandpa?’ She was utterly speechless.

Tristan was equally perplexed as Bella. He was also confused by his grandfather’s weird words and unusual tone. His brows furrowed as he looked at him.

Natalie and Dax didn’t understand either. They looked at Tristan and Bella alternately as if asking with their gazes, "Are they hiding something?"

The room became more tense as everyone now stared at Tristan, waiting for him to respond. He shook his head while leaning closer to his Grandpa and whispered to ask, "What do you want to say, Grandpa?"

"Hahaha... It’s fine... It’s fine... Alright, Brat, continue to eat your lunch," Lewis Sinclair said, gently patting Tristan’s back before turning his gaze to Isaac. "Alright, Isaac, let’s enjoy the warm weather outside and talk about... Ahem...

You know what I mean, right?"

"Hahaha, of course, let’s go, my friend..." Isaac gladly stood from his seat and followed Lewis.

Tristan was speechless, watching his Grandpa and Isaac Donovan leave with a satisfied laugh.

He turned his gaze to Bella again, surprised to see she had almost finished her lunch.

***

That day went by so fast.

After lunch, Bella was busy helping her mother.

Bella tried to provide her with everything, including clothes and new communication devices.

They also discussed plans for her mother to go to the hospital for an examination in the next few days.

She only returned to the main house before dinner.

After dinner, Bella had no energy; she just wanted to return to her room and relax.

Fortunately, Tristan was working in his home office.

So Bella decides to video call her best friend, Harper. She needs to ask Harper about branded clothes.

For almost a month, Bella didn’t communicate with Harper via video call; they only exchanged texts because they were equally swamped with work.

Sitting at the work desk in the corner of the room, Bella stared at her laptop screen as she opened her FaceTimed.

"OMG! What the heck!" Harper gasped in shock when she saw Bella’s face at the other end. "Damn! You are finally calling me."

Bella felt amused looking at Harper’s shocked expression. Judging by how terrible her appearance was now, with her black hair tied in a messy bun and still wearing silk pajamas, she could guess Harper had just woken up.

"Good morning, Pretty Harper..." Bella greeted her happily.

"Jeez! Where have you been, girl?" Harper’s voice sounded happy; however, her eyes now slightly trembled and blurred with emotion.

"What the hell! Why are you crying?" Bella was speechless when she saw this cheerful girl suddenly become a whiny girl.

Harper cleared her throat before responding, "Ugh, you know what, Bella? After you returned to your foolish hubby, you forgot me, huh!?" she said while shaking her head, her arms crossed over her chest.

Bella couldn’t help but laugh, hearing Harper still calling Tristan foolish.

"Hahaha, you’re wrong, dear. I haven’t forgotten about you, but we are busy here," Bella sighed deeply.

She started feeling stressed again, remembering so many significant problems in the company after she took over. And the one that stole most of her time was Stellar Entertainment, that bitch Laura Kiels.

This left her without time to call or video chat with Harper over the past weeks because Laura Kiels consumed almost all her time in the office.

"Well, do you know what’s happening in the company?" Bella asked, attempting to shift Harper’s focus away from blaming her.

"Stellar Entertainment?" Suddenly, Harper’s expression turned stiff.

"Yes."

"Of course, I know. Stefan reports everything to me. How the hell does a mere B-list celebrity try to slander our company? Is she tired of making a living there? Trying to mess with us?"