Chapter 11 Whose Chest Is Bigger?

Chapter 11: Chapter 11 Whose Chest Is Bigger?When leaving the hospital, Bella Green initially wanted to leave by herself, but as she was about to go, Mrs. Bennett repeatedly instructed Mason to make sure to take her home. Helplessly, she had to get into Mason’s car again. "Address," Mason said flatly. Bella thought for a moment, then lowered her head and provided the Green Family’s location, a villa area by Linriver in Brocade City. Uncle Wu looked towards the rearview mirror in surprise. Bella Green’s outfit didn’t at all suggest she was from a wealthy family, yet she lived in one of Brocade City’s renowned rich neighborhoods. Mason also glanced thoughtfully at the little figure beside him. When the car arrived at the Green Family home, Bella was taken aback at the sight of the pitch-dark villa. She nearly forgot that the reason no one came to pick her up from the hospital was because today was the Thornecroft Family patriarch’s birthday, and the entire Green Family had gone to the nearby city, returning the next day. In her previous life, she spent a lonely night in this empty villa. But in this life... She looked at her empty hands; her bag was gone, and she didn’t even have her keys. And the Green Family didn’t have a code lock. A sudden crash of thunder startled Bella standing at the door, and she looked at the darkening weather, her face turning gloomy. Suddenly, she remembered how in her last life she once left Mason Bennett locked outside the villa, drenched in rain all night. See, karma has come around. Indeed, one shouldn’t be too wicked. Just as she was wondering where to take shelter from the rain, a honk sounded behind her. Turning her head, she saw Mason’s car still parked at the gate, not having left. She walked over and looked at the man’s handsome and indifferent face through the car window. "No one home?" Bella tugged at the corners of her mouth but couldn’t muster a smile. For a moment, the air was filled with an awkward silence. Crack... S~eaʀᴄh the NôvelFire.nёt website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. A bolt of thunder nearly made Bella jump in place. She wasn’t afraid of thunder, it just came too suddenly. "Get in," Mason said. Bella looked at the dark, looming sky; she certainly didn’t want to get drenched in the rain all night. She decisively opened the door and got in the car. "Mr. Bennett..." she turned to the man next to her, speaking in a hoarse voice. Mason furrowed his brow slightly, looking at her with some displeasure, "Call me bro." Bella: "..." Bro, sis, really? Are we that into it now? She may have developed a bit slowly, but someday she’s destined to be a C-cup goddess. Thinking this, Bella felt frustrated and subconsciously straightened her chest. This small action didn’t escape Mason, who followed her gaze downward to see a flat expanse. "You should probably work out," Mason frowned, though she was a found little brother on the road, but this White Chicken body is somewhat embarrassing; a boy should look like a boy. Bella was dumbstruck, as if struck by lightning, deeply hurt. What does that mean? Am I really that flat? Should I be working out? Damn, do you think my chest can’t even compare to a man’s pectorals? Bella, her spirit shaken by the insult, sat there looking aggrieved. Mason looked at her, thoughtfully, realizing boys have strong pride; perhaps he should be more tactful. Thinking so, the man raised his hand to unbutton his suit, taking off his jacket to reveal a dark blue shirt underneath, hugging his perfectly toned physique. Hearing the commotion, Bella instinctively turned her head to see Mason had already taken off his outer garment, sitting upright. Looking at the muscles and pecs bulging under the man’s shirt, Bella pouted even more, feeling even more wronged. Damn it, are you showing off that your chest is bigger than mine?