Chapter 138
The first post declared that Gianna had gathered information on those who spread rumors and harassed her at home. If it continued, she would disclose their personal information.
The second point is the recording of their recent conversation.
Bella finally understood what was going on at this moment.
Gianna didn't actually have any actual evidence. She deliberately posted that Facebook post, waiting for Bella to come to her on her own and then waiting for Bella to confess on her own.
Thinking of this, Bella was almost driven mad. She won't let Gianna get away with it.
Gianna's two Facebook posts were very sudden, surprising everyone. They were like a slap in the face to those who had previously insulted her and besieged her at her doorstep.
The comments below instantly changed, with everyone starting to criticize Bella.
[Gianna's way of clarification is fantastic! Straightforward! Just like the two slaps she gave Bella Redstone before!]
[Bella, this wicked woman, her sister suffered for over a decade outside, and when she returned, she even insulted her sister's adoptive parents. It really makes me see her in a new light!]
[I heard that the Redstone family brought Gianna back because Bella was sick and needed a bone marrow donation. What is Bella thinking? If it weren't for Gianna's adoptive parents, Gianna might not have survived to donate bone marrow. Her behavior is extremely disgusting!]
[What good clothes can such a person design? I won't buy anything she designs in the future!]
Those who previously insulted Gianna for Bella suddenly felt deceived and rushed to Bella's Facebook to criticize her even more viciously than they did Gianna before.
Finally, unable to bear those comments, Bella had to turn off the comment function.
However, people kept sending private messages to insult Bella, and the followers she had gained earlier disappeared, along with many original fans.
Bella threw her phone on the ground, covered her face, and cried in despair.
Gianna looked coldly at the comments and at those who came to apologize, her eyes indifferent.
She knew many people online were like this. They get emotional over one-sided truths, thinking they embody justice, but they are simply manipulable.
Bella enjoyed the benefits of lies, but now that the lies had been exposed, she would pay a greater price.
Bella's suffering had only just begun.
Gianna closed Facebook, put down her phone, and rubbed her temples wearily.
The bedroom door opened, and Felix walked in.
Seeing the coldness on Felix's face, Gianna thought he had come to defend Bella and said indifferently, "Mr. Clinton, if you're here for Bella—" she began, but Felix hugged her before she could finish.
Felix's embrace was cold, with a hint of his unique mint scent. Gianna hesitated for a moment and instinctively pushed him away.
"What are you doing?"
"Next time, let me handle these things. You can just rest."
Gianna fell silent for a few seconds, then smiled and said, "Mr. Clinton, Considering our relationship, I don't need you to help me solve problems."
Felix's expression remained unchanged as he looked at Gianna calmly. "Even if it's just a sexual relationship, I won't stand by and watch you being bullied by others."
Gianna's hand by her side suddenly tightened, and she spoke coldly, "It's better to keep things clear, Mr. Clinton. Don't overstep your boundaries."
As Gianna's words fell, the atmosphere in the bedroom turned icy.
After a while, Felix said softly, "I understand. Dinner is almost ready. Let me take you out to eat."
Gianna furrowed her brow. "No need. I can manage on my own."
Ignoring her, Felix lifted her and headed out.
Gianna's resistance was futile, and she couldn't be bothered to argue with him.
Because Gianna was injured, the dishes prepared by the maid were light. Gianna glanced at them and felt no appetite.
"I want spicy food."
Felix handed her a bowl of soup and said, "Eat when you're feeling better."
Gianna took a few bites casually and then set down her utensils. "I'm full. Those people who were waiting outside my house should have left by now. I'll go back to Elm Bay later."
"No, you're injured now. Wait a few days before going back."
"My injuries are not serious, and I can take care of myself."
"I'm not asking for your opinion."
A surge of anger rose in Gianna's heart. She said coldly, "Mr. Clinton, we have no relationship now. You have no right to keep me here!"
Gianna didn't want to stay with Felix, fearing she would gradually accept him, but Felix insisted on keeping her.
Felix's face also turned cold, and he set down the bowl, looking at Gianna. "Don't challenge my limit. I'm willing to give you freedom, but I can take it back at any time."
"What do you mean by that?"
Gianna felt something was off about his words, but she couldn't pinpoint what it was.
"It means that you should rest here for a few days. Even if you sneak back to Elm Bay, I can bring you back."
"You're out of line!"
"If you don't want me to do this, just behave."
Without any expression, Felix picked up Gianna and headed toward the bedroom.
Gianna was already angry, and now she was furious, struggling and hitting Felix.
"Let me go! Bastard! I can walk on my own!"
Felix suddenly stopped and looked at Gianna with a deep gaze.
Gianna felt a bit scared under Felix's gaze, afraid he might drop her, so she quickly reached out and hooked her arms around his neck.
Felix chuckled and said softly, "Gianna, are you deliberately reminding me that our relationship is just physical, not wanting me to get close to you again? Are you afraid of falling in love with me again?"
Gianna's expression froze for a moment. Then she became angry and embarrassed. "Stop dreaming! How could I possibly fall for you again? I'm very clear now. You're not my type!"
There was a hint of mockery in Felix's eyes as if he didn't believe a word she said.
Gritting her teeth, Gianna said, "It's true! There are so many good-looking people out there. Why would I only like you?"
Felix fell silent for a few seconds, staring into Gianna's eyes. "Psychology says that the more guilty a person feels, the more they try to prove themselves, and the more they talk."
Unable to meet Felix's gaze, Gianna quickly looked away and sneered. "Does psychology also say that being too narcissistic is a disease?"
Felix didn't respond to Gianna's words and continued, "If you really won't fall for me again, then there's no reason for you to be so guarded against me, afraid of me getting close."
Gianna sneered. "Not wanting you near me has nothing to do with falling for you."
"How is there no connection? If you really won't develop feelings, you wouldn't have any emotional response to anything I do, right?"
"You're talking nonsense! I don't want to talk to you!"
Seeing Gianna's flushed face, Felix didn't continue to press her. After all, Felix was patient and confident that he could make Gianna fall for him again.
Back in the bedroom, as Felix placed Gianna on the bed, she impatiently said, "Mr. Clinton, you can leave now. I want to rest."
"I'll help you apply the medicine first."
Gianna's body stiffened for a moment, then she frowned, "Let the maid do it for me."
The injured area on Gianna's back required Felix to lift her clothes to apply the medicine.
Thinking about that scene, Gianna couldn't help but feel embarrassed.
Felix's gaze turned cold. "No."
"Why not?"
"Only I can see your body."
