Miranda's Betrayal

Bella's POV: We didn't say anything along the way. The atmosphere in the car was very depressing. We were finally home... Oh, no, this wasn't my home anymore. It was Herbert's home. I lowered my head and walked towards the bedroom. In fact, in order not to be in such a hurry today, I packed up my clothes and daily necessities last night. I thought that I could leave with the suitcase today, but I didn't expect that someone would want confirm whether I had taken something that didn't belong to me. Looking around the room where I had lived for a long time, I felt a little sad. Then I took the suitcase and walked out of the bedroom. I pulled the suitcase to the living room. Miranda called me. "Mr.s Wharton, are you really leaving?" I couldn't bear to part with Miranda after living together for so long. After all, she was very serious when she took care of me. It was all thanks to her that my body recovered so fast. "Miranda, don't call me Mrs. Wharton. Call me Bella when we meet again." I