Chapter 3 Be My Girlfriend

Bella suddenly widened her eyes when his lips landed on hers. 'Was he fucking serious?'

When Mason saw her wide eyes, he burst out laughing. "Guess the method works," he murmured, his
eyes glinting. "If you don't get up now, I'll kiss you till you do."

Bella grabbed the quilt and dodged his incoming head. "I'm warning you, don't go too far," she
snapped.

"Well, it's not too far when we've done everything that could've been done." He smiled innocently.

Bella immediately pulled the covers, avoiding his gaze. If one were to look closer, she was as red as a
tomato! "You go out first," she responded. "I'm getting up." He was shameless!

"Why? I've seen you naked before?" He smirked.

Bella could only scowl in reply. If she hadn't been inside his home, she would've grabbed a bat and hit
him to death.

"Your wounds..." he started, reaching towards her but she shriveled under his touch.

"None of your business!" she barked. Her wounds were nothing if compared with what she had
suffered from him.

"Look, don't be angry and take a shower. Your clothes are there. You can take a shower and have
dinner. I'll wait for you downstairs."

"I'm going home." If she stayed here one more second, she'd rather be thrown onto the streets!

"Didn't you say you've been kicked out of your house?" He paused. "If I remember correctly, you were
out for around seven days. I can assure you that what happened last night, would not happen again."



"Fuck off!" Bella held back her tears. The homeless were much better off than where she was now.

"I'll be responsible for you," he said again. "I'm Mason. You've saved me two years ago, and if it makes
you feel any better, that was also my first time." Mason did feel sorry for what he had done, but he
wasn't the kind of man who'd apologize. In fact, the word 'sorry' just wasn't in his dictionary.

"Go away!" Bella buried her head under the quilt and sobbed.

He was an asshole! A disrespectful pig!

After a long time,

Bella dragged her tired body to take a shower. Once she had finished, she walked out and saw a white
dress on the sofa. There was even a new set of underwear. Her cheeks reddened at the sight.

Although he was thoughtful enough to help her, it still didn't erase the damage that he'd caused her.

Her mother once prepared undergarments for her little sister, Linda Su. However, none of them ever
belonged to her. She usually shopped for herself. However, they were horribly cheap. In fact, her
classmates laughed at how she was the poorest illegitimate daughter they'd ever seen.

Unwilling to recall the past, Bella sighed, changing her clothes and going downstairs.

As she looked outside the window, she realized that he was right. It was already night.

Mason's eyes lit up when he saw Bella walking down the steps. She always wore a denim tee before,
and she never really expected that such a simple dress would show off her figure.

Mason silently smiled. He already knew her measurements, so he knew just what to buy. Her clothes
left more to the imagination.



Bella avoided his gaze as she sat down on the rectangular table uncomfortably. Her hands shook, but
she steadied herself.

Mason held her hand. "We'll have a light diet today," he said softly.

"Let me go." She wrenched from her grasp. Bella scowled.

"You need to eat. Besides, how can you get back at me if you're still weak?" he teased, leaning in close
to her. "Or do you want me to feed you?"

"Bastard, you..." Bella sputtered. Now, she was already starting to regret that she'd saved the man's
life!

"I'm just kidding." Mason drew away, placing the chopsticks in her hand.

Although Bella wanted to storm out of the house, once the food came in display, her strong will had
vanished. He owed her so much anyway. She might as well come to collect. 'I'll eat so much and leave
him with nothing,' she thought triumphantly.

Once she started to dig in, Mason leaned back in relief and followed suit.

"Look, I know how much women treasure their innocence. I have an idea to make up to you," he
started. Mason couldn't help but look back to when he'd just awaken in the hospital. He'd been looking
for her for a very long time, and the next thing he knew, she was right on his bedside with blood
staining the sheets.

He could only remember her smell, not her appearance. In the past two years, her fragrance was the
only thing that lingered in his memory.

If looks could kill, he'd be ten feet under. "How dare you," Bella spat out. "I've saved you and you
treated me like shit! I would never forgive you!"



"Hear me out! What if you'd be my girlfriend? I mean, it's normal if you'd be my girlfriend, right?" He
stared at her sincerely.

Bella slapped his hand away. "Show some respect, Mr. Mason! Do you think asking a girl out is that
easy? Like buying some fresh fruits in a supermarket? Even if I never have a boyfriend, I won't settle
for a man like you!"

Without giving him time to respond, Bella whirled around and run upstairs.

The bastard just stole her innocence and acted as if he was entitled to it.

Just when she was about to leave in the middle of the night, her phone rang. When she glanced at the
Caller ID, she furrowed her eyebrows.

It was her grandmother.

"Bella, you asleep?" Hearing her grandmother's loving voice, Bella had to hold back her tears. Her lips
trembled.

"Grandma," she stuttered out. "No, no. I'm awake. Are you okay? Should I come visit you tomorrow?"

"No, dear, I'm fine. I feel much better hearing from you. As long as you work hard, I'm happy." Her
grandmother had always been selfless.

Bella wiped her tears. She smiled and reassured her grandmother that everything would be fine, and
that she was fine. After exchanging more affectionate words, she finally hung up.

She squatted on the floor. It'd be impossible if she went back now. If her grandmother saw her bruises,
she'd only be worried. 'I need to find a job,' she thought. Her grandmother had a long list of illnesses.



She must be sick now. That was why she called up so late at night. Although her grandmother might
have not mentioned it, Bella knew everything.

"It's late. Let's go to sleep." Mason pushed the door open and hung his coat in the closet as if nothing
had happened.

Bella jumped at the sound of his voice. "You eavesdropped," she accused, narrowing her eyes.

"This is my house." He shrugged. Mason sat on the chair in front of her, staring right into her eyes.

She picked up her stuff, turned around and walked out.


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