Chapter 380
Chapter 380:
Bella’s eyes darkened with dissatisfaction.
Since when had Katelyn begun siding with Yelena? Bella felt uneasy, realizing it meant she could no longer freely badmouth Yelena to Katelyn.
She needed to find a way to make Katelyn dislike Yelena once more.
Bernice stared at Katelyn in confusion, struggling to believe how much her mother had changed. “Mom, you’ve been acting really strange lately. You never used to be like this p>
Katelyn’s eyes flickered with a hint of complexity as she replied in a resigned tone, “Everything changes eventually p>
Indeed, no one could remain the same forever. Bernice scratched her head, and she simply didn’t quite understand what Katelyn meant.
Ever since Katelyn had undergone her surgery, Bernice noticed her mother had seemed to change a lot.
Despite all these changes, Katelyn still adored Bernice to the point that she sometimes believed her mother hadn’t changed at all.
Bella then turned to Katelyn and said, “I’m sorry, Aunt Katelyn. This is all my fault. If I hadn’t offered to help Yelena, she wouldn’t have been mad, and Bernice wouldn’t have argued with her for me. It’s all because of me p>
Katelyn replied, “It’s not your fault, Bella. No need to blame yourself p>
Despite saying this, Katelyn couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off with Bella. It seemed as though she had grown more hostile toward Yelena.
Maybe it was just her imagination.
“Bella, you just got back from the hospital and must be tired. Go get some rest. Staying up too late won’t be good for you.” Katelyn then turned to Bernice. “You too, Bernice. It’s late, and you’ve got school tomorrow p>
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“I know. Good night then,” Bella replied, turning to leave. As Bella walked away, Bernice lowered her voice and whispered something to Katelyn, causing a subtle shift in Katelyn’s expression. With a mix of emotions in her eyes, Katelyn gazed at Bella’s retreating figure.
Katelyn returned to her room, Bernice’s words echoing in her mind.
Bernice had mentioned Yelena’s cryptic comment about someone playing the innocent card, which left Katelyn pondering. Was Yelena talking about Bella?
Though Bernice wasn’t exactly insightful, she wasn’t entirely clueless either. Slowly, the meaning began to dawn on her.
But to Bernice, Yelena’s attitude was excessive. Bella was a kind person—how could she possibly be accused of playing innocent?
To her, Yelena’s sarcastic tone reeked of jealousy. Once, Katelyn might have agreed with Bernice without question. But now, she wasn’t so sure anymore.
The next morning, Bella stared at her reflection in horror. Her face was swollen again. Her once-bright eyes were now puffed and distorted, like deflated balloons. Combined with her bloated cheeks, she looked utterly unrecognizable—like a caricature of herself.
A scream erupted from Bella’s lips, startling the entire Harris household. Within moments, the family gathered outside her door.
Donna knocked gently on the door, her voice filled with concern. “Bella, darling, are you alright p>
“I’m fine, Mommy,” Bella called back, her voice trembling. When she had to leave the house later, Bella was wrapped in a black silk scarf, covering her entire face except for her swollen eyes.
But even her eyes were swollen, leaving her no choice but to shield them behind oversized sunglasses.
“Why dressing like that? What are you, possessed?” Yelena’s mocking voice carried a razor-sharp edge. Her half-smile suggested she already knew what had happened.
Bella’s allergic reaction hadn’t subsided, and Yelena seemed smugly aware that this was the inevitable outcome of skipping medication.