Warm Married Life: Mr. President Loves His Darling Wife

Chapter 542: Chapter 541: The Woman Who Dares to Touch Her

Bella Acker frowned, just about to stand up, when a tall figure suddenly appeared in front of her, grabbing the boy’s arm and saying in a deep voice, "Can’t you tell she finds you disgusting?"

His fingers exerted a lot of force, and the boy was gripped so tightly that his face twisted in pain.

"You..." The boy had already been told by the producer before coming in that there were big shots in the room and knew who they were. So when he saw it was Damian Sinclair holding his wrist, his heart sank, realizing this was bad.

"Get lost!" Damian Sinclair flung the boy’s hand away with a shout.

The boy didn’t dare to resist, quickly putting down Bella Acker’s drink and left the room without even daring to stay.

Damian Sinclair’s actions had been the center of everyone’s attention in the room, and naturally, everyone noticed the situation there.

The producer inwardly cursed the boy as an idiot, quickly stepping in to ease the atmosphere, pretending nothing had happened there.

After a few seconds of silence, the room became lively again, with people singing, playing games, and dancing, as if nothing had happened earlier.

Having helped Bella Acker out of the situation, Damian Sinclair did not return to his original seat but instead sat right next to her.

As he sat down, his arm seemed to unintentionally brush against Bella Acker’s arm, and her body noticeably stiffened.

She sat rigidly in her place, keeping her head down, not daring to move.

Damian Sinclair, on the other hand, appeared quite at ease, even pouring himself a new glass of wine and leaning back on the sofa, his long fingers occasionally twirling the wine glass.

In reality, he wasn’t as relaxed as he appeared.

He was actually continuously observing Bella Acker’s expressions and actions, not wanting to see any resistance or objection from her.

However, Bella Acker’s mind was briefly blank, sensing nothing but his close presence.

It was as if she had suddenly fallen into an enclosed space where everywhere was filled with Damian’s voice and presence. These sounds and sensations overwhelmed all her senses, making her a bit dazed, unsure where she was.

After a while, those vanished sounds and things surged back like a tide.

Bella Acker came to her senses, shifting her body slightly to the side. His familiar presence made her involuntarily fall into infatuation.

Noticing her small movement, Damian Sinclair’s eyes darkened, and his fingers holding the wine glass tightened slightly.

Bella Acker kept her head down, unaware of his reaction, and said softly, "Dam... President Sinclair, thank you for helping me earlier."

"What?" Someone was singing, and her voice was too soft for him to hear.

Bella Acker pursed her lips, raising her voice slightly, "Thank you just now."

This time her voice wasn’t too soft, and Damian Sinclair heard it, but he still pretended not to, saying, "It’s too noisy here. Come closer to say what you want to say."

Upon hearing this, Bella Acker frowned. She didn’t want to get too close to him.

Because as long as she got close to him, his presence would affect her ability to think, making her mind unable to function properly.

But Damian Sinclair just looked at her as if waiting for her to repeat what she had said earlier.