Warm Married Life: Mr. President Loves His Darling Wife

Chapter 548: Chapter 547: Who Are You to Me

Bella Acker held her breath, trying to walk past Damian Sinclair as if nothing had happened.

But Damian Sinclair stepped in front of her, blocking her way.

"You just threw yourself into my arms, and now you’re pretending not to know me. Is Ms. Acker always this cold-hearted?"

"You suddenly grabbed my wrist, which made me lose my balance and fall toward you!" Bella Acker glared, there was no one else around now, yet he continued to falsely accuse her.

"But Ms. Acker did fall into my arms, didn’t she?" Damian Sinclair raised an eyebrow expressionlessly.

"That was an accident!" Bella Acker gritted her teeth, "President Sinclair, please stop twisting things."

"Alright. Let’s forget about Ms. Acker falling into my arms, but you did touch me, shouldn’t you take responsibility for that?" Damian Sinclair sneered coldly, "Or does Ms. Acker think I’m just someone anybody can fall onto?"

He was obviously twisting things entirely.

What is he really trying to do? Does he genuinely want to embarrass her, or...

No! Stop overthinking with self-pity.

Bella Acker looked up at him, "President Sinclair, tell me directly, what do you want?"

"Stay away from Archer Quinn." Damian Sinclair stepped forward, grabbed her chin, and leaned in close.

"That’s my private life, it’s none of President Sinclair’s business." Bella Acker brushed off his hand and said coldly.

"Bella Acker, don’t forget whose woman you are!" Damian Sinclair’s anger flared up at her words.

Since earlier, she had been chatting and laughing with Archer Quinn, a sight that burned in his eyes.

When did she start showing only a cold face to him, yet laughing so brightly with another man?

To her, what did he mean now?

A former lover she avoided like a plague? Or... a nemesis?

"Whose woman? Does President Sinclair think that because I’ve slept with you, I must be tied to you for life?" Bella Acker retorted with a mocking cold laugh, "I have to say, President Sinclair, you think too highly of yourself. You can find other women, but I can’t find another man?"

"Are you trying to deliberately provoke me?" Damian Sinclair squinted his eyes, "If that’s truly your intention, then congratulations, you’ve succeeded."

Even just hearing her say that, he was already furious, on the verge of exploding.

"Haha, you’re overthinking. Who are you to me, why would I deliberately provoke you?" Bella Acker said coldly, "President Sinclair, I want to go back, please step aside."

"Bella Acker, what exactly do you want to do?!" Damian Sinclair suddenly pinned her shoulders, pushing her against the wall.

Her back crashed heavily against the wall, and the impact sent a sharp pain through her shoulder blades.

Bella Acker frowned slightly.

Damian Sinclair noticed and eased the grip on her shoulder, "Did it hurt?"

"It’s none of your business." Bella Acker gritted her teeth, holding back the pain, yet her eyes turned red.

"I’m sorry." Damian Sinclair released her shoulder, "I... just can’t stand seeing you so close to another man, while ignoring me."

But Damian Sinclair couldn’t utter those words.

Because it would make him seem less like a man, but more like a humble beggar.

Begging for her love, begging for her attention, begging for her to return to his side.