The Villain's Redemption Chapter 243 Public's Judgmen

Chapter 243 Public’s Judgmen

This time, Mo Li took Bella to a restaurant located in one of the higher ground areas that would give them a view of the city during the night. The two immediately went and ordered their food. Again, she was surprised to see that it was once again called Elegant Lily. Was it just a coincidence? Why would Mo Li always use the name Lily in his restaurants?

"Hey, so the name of the restaurant… why did you choose that."

"You mean Lily?" he was looking towards the city. From their seats, they could clearly see the myriad of dazzling lights of the city. "It's a flower." He stated.

"I know. Why chose that flower?" she asked, curiosity laced her gaze.

"Because it looks peaceful."

"Oh." She nodded, wondering how could a Lily look peaceful. She honestly thought it was too plain. However, she quickly decided to just let it go when Mo Li suddenly held her hand, and squeeze it. Soon after, their order arrived and the two started talking about random stuff about the city. Not once did Mo Li talked about her email.

And when she tried to open the topic, Mo Li would just tell her to enjoy the food and the view instead. In the end, she decided not to mention her email anymore. After their sumptuous meal, the two decided to walk around the small garden just below the two-story restaurant and stay for a few more minutes.

"Isn't it nice?" Bella suddenly said as she s.h.i.+vered from the cold. She decided to move a little closer to Mo Li.

"Looking at views like this with someone is always nice," he removed his jacket and immediately put it on her. Surprisingly, Bella didn't say anything and just gave him a gentle smile. She let out a soft and long breath.

"No. I mean peace. The quiet. I liked it."

"You do?" he chuckled. "Yeah, I wish it would just last forever."

"Forever doesn't exist."

He turned silent. "It does." He softly said as another breeze caressed them.

This time, she decided not to say anything. The two just silently looked at the lights for a few more minutes before they decided to go home. The two thought that they would have the night for themselves only to realize how wrong they were. When the two arrived in the building where they were living, they were surprised to see reporters.

"Tomorrow, we will have dinner with my mother and father." Mo Li said as he eyed the reporters approaching them.

"And?" she asked. She wondered if they are going to war instead of having just a simple dinner. She couldn't help but sigh inwardly. She knew that being divorced in this country is frown upon and she was worried that this would somehow affect Mo Li's relations.h.i.+p with his family. She remembered that Mo Li's father was really strict and his mother was a bit standoffish. Moreover, his father came from a traditional and prominent family in the next city. Would she be able to accept someone like Bella as her son's wife?

Wait… why was she so worried about other people's opinions? It's not like this would affect her in any way? However, a little part of her still couldn't deny the fact that he was worried about Mo Li.

"You can do whatever you want." Mo Li held her hand and smiled. His gentle gaze somehow made her flinched. Why does it feel so familiar? Like… Like she had seen this reaction before? She immediately shook the thoughts away and responded with a tight-lipped smile. Then she stared at him, wondering what was he thinking about marrying someone like her.

It seems that Mo Li knew the trouble he was in and yet he still chose to do it? What a stubborn man. "You mean.. It?" she asked.

"Of course. I already told you. Do whatever you want. You are my wife, my woman. What's mine is yours and no one can change that." Even fate wasn't enough to stop them How could these mere mortals sabotage his relations.h.i.+p with him? Mo Li snorted inwardly.

Seeing the confidence in the man's eyes, Bella nodded. "Alright then… I hope you won't regret it."

"Regret?" Mo Li smiled. "I would never regret anything when it comes to you."

"Ew… you are making me cringe." She laughed as she felt another Deja Vu.

Five people immediately approached Bella when she got off the car.

"Miss Qin, would you mind answering a few questions?"

"Good evening Miss Qin. What can you say about the rumors of the Mayor's — "

"Miss Qin, why don't you tell us about your relations.h.i.+p with the Qin Family?"

"How about the Mo Family? What is your relations.h.i.+p with Mr. Mo? Is it true that he is your second husband?"

Bella stood as still as a statue as she looked at the reporters. She didn't flinch nor showed any signs that she was nervous. "Please call me Mrs. Mo. I am no longer a part of the Qin Family."

As expected the reporters immediately smiled when they realized that they would be able to get something from her. "Does this mean that the rumors of the mayor kicking you out after you divorced your ex-husband was true?"

"Is it true that they decided to choose a cheater over you?"

"What about your cousin? We heard that she tried to attack you the other night and the mayor didn't do anything about it. Was that true? Didn't he do something to protect you?"

"What about— "

Bella suddenly lowered her head, interrupting the reporter. Then she lifted her head and smiled. "Please… let's stop talking about the past. It is considered our past because they were no longer part of our future. I think we should just leave it at that." Her voice was not loud but it contained something, some authority.

"But— "

"As I said… I am no longer a Qin. There are things that I cannot discuss in the public. Moreover, I am happily leaving my life now. I am no longer the woman who once cried and begged for people not to abandon me." Bella smiled. "The past only made me stronger. Let's just … leave it at that. Have a good night everyone." She uttered and slowly, made her way towards the entrance of the building

Bella's smiled when she saw Mo Li waiting. After this news, she couldn't help but wonder if the mayor would still dare say something negative about her. When clearly she didn't say anything to attack him. How could that man want the public's judgment?