Dump My Ex, Dive into Love with His Billionaire Uncle-Chapter 85 - Always the First to Know Her Bad Mood

Whoever she’s with, Oliver Hughes shouldn’t care.

“None of your business,” Bella Woods replied.

“None of my business?” Oliver Hughes suddenly calmed down, sneering, “The woman who sleeps with Oliver Hughes, you say it’s none of my business?”

“I’m not your possession.”

“I supported you for four years, and now you’re telling me you’re not my possession?” Oliver Hughes found it absurd, “I think you’re living too comfortably and have forgotten you’re just a country girl.”

“You’re fooling around behind my back with someone else?” Oliver Hughes pointed to himself, “Bella Woods, don’t you get it, all the money you have now is mine. The money spent by the man you found is mine, what kind of thing can you find?”

“Haven’t I told you, I’m your best option. Other than me, you can’t find any man who can compare to me! With your kind of background, you can only find someone from the bottom of society!”

Oliver Hughes shouted, one line after another.

Bella Woods clenched the ashtray tighter: “Even if he’s from the bottom of society, at least he treats me like a person.”

“You mean, I don’t treat you like a person?”

“Have you ever treated me like a person?” Bella Woods reminded, “Besides, the one who supported me for four years wasn’t you, it was Third Young Master Marshall. I heard it clearly that day, you were just following Third Young Master Marshall’s orders.”

“So what, I’m the one who took action, how does it not count as supporting you?” Oliver Hughes retorted.

Bella Woods didn’t respond, she felt that at this moment, saying anything was useless.

She stepped off the bed step by step: “I already said, at today’s engagement banquet, you have two options.”

Knock, knock, knock.

A knock sounded at the door, and Allan Season called from outside, “Young Master Oliver, Mrs. Hughes wants you to meet her in the banquet hall.”

Oliver Hughes didn’t respond, just kept staring intently at Bella Woods.

Two minutes passed, and the knock sounded again, “Young Master Oliver…”

“What are you rushing for, is your mom dead or what?” Oliver Hughes shouted impatiently towards the door.

Allan Season outside immediately shut his mouth.

Oliver Hughes stared fiercely at Bella Woods: “Bella Woods, you will regret your stupid choice!”

Leaving those words, Oliver Hughes slammed the door and left.

Allan Season had been waiting outside the door, seeing Oliver Hughes in such a rage, he didn’t dare to say much.

Oliver Hughes took off his jacket and threw it at Allan Season: “The proposal you mentioned to me that night, I’ve accepted it.”

Allan Season’s eyes lit up: “Young Master Oliver, do you mean, you agree to teach Bella Woods a lesson…”

“I want her to know, in this city, who is king!”

“Rest assured, Young Master Oliver!” Allan Season immediately said, a smile appearing on his lips.

He had told Sienna Warren that Oliver Hughes would definitely agree to his plan.

Only when he reached the corner did Oliver Hughes suddenly say, “After the engagement banquet, bring her back to me.”

Allan Season paused, not understanding the meaning of Oliver Hughes’ words, but he still agreed: “Rest assured, Young Master Oliver, definitely.”

…

In the dressing room.

It wasn’t until long after Oliver Hughes left that Bella Woods let herself fall weakly onto the carpet.

Her hands were so weak that she couldn’t hold the ashtray any longer, allowing it to roll on the carpet.

She shakily took out her phone and found the contact named ‘Handsome Uncle’ to call.

The call was immediately answered: “I’m back.”

“Will you come?” Bella Woods asked.

“What happened?” Ashton Marshall instantly detected something wrong in Bella Woods’ voice: “Got bullied?”

Bella Woods didn’t expect him to instantly pick up on her distress.

That single question suddenly dispelled all her sadness and grievances.

“I’m fine, just checking with you,” Bella Woods took a deep breath, her voice recovering its usual vitality, no longer carrying the upset grievance from before.

The man on the other end of the call was silent for a few seconds: “I’m heading back soon.”

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“Okay, got it… Oh, I still have to put on makeup and change clothes, I’m busy…”

“I’ll have someone bring you clothes later,” Ashton Marshall interrupted Bella Woods.

“Clothes?”

“Yes, I specifically prepared a dress for the engagement banquet.”

Bella Woods listened to him, feeling a bit puzzled.

Why was he suddenly preparing a dress for her?

“Specifically chosen,” Ashton Marshall added.

Bella Woods held back her questions: “Okay, I’ll send you the room number.”

“No need, I know.”

You know?

Bella Woods instinctively looked towards the door. Aside from the Hughes family, the Woods family probably didn’t even know, so how did Uncle know?

Bella Woods found that every word from Uncle today was something she couldn’t fully understand.

“Just wait, I’ll deal with this first.”

“Okay, sure.”

Bella Woods didn’t ask much, ending the call with Uncle.

As she was still puzzled, the room’s buzzer went off.

She instinctively thought it was the clothes Uncle mentioned.

Bella Woods was also curious, what kind of dress would be delivered?

Bella Woods opened the door, seeing a waiter with his head down pushing a cart: “Miss Woods, this is a cart prepared by Mrs. Hughes for you.”

“A cart prepared by Mrs. Hughes?”

Bella Woods cautiously watched the waiter, who kept his head down while holding the door.

“Yes, Mrs. Hughes said there’s not much time before the banquet starts, so Miss Woods should have a bit to eat…”

“No need, I don’t need it.”

Bella Woods interrupted, preparing to shut the door, but the waiter had clearly anticipated this, pushing the cart inside to block the door, and then lifting his head to spray something at Bella Woods’ face from a small bottle.

Bella Woods only felt a strong chemical scent assault her, and then she completely lost consciousness, collapsing to the floor.

“So cautious.”

The waiter cursed, nervously checking the hallway to ensure nobody was around, then closed Bella Woods’ room door.

Ten minutes later, the door to Bella Woods’ room opened again.

It was still the same waiter, head bowed, pushing the cart out, brushing past Tim Season who was carrying a dress and coming in…