Caroline's Sarcasm

Bella's POV: Although Klein's arm was also very strong, I still felt that he wasn't as strong as Herbert was. Klein's words were very warm, but they still didn't carry as much of a sense of security as Herbert had when he consoled me. Thinking of this, I shook my head hard. Why was I still thinking about that bastard! I should have completely forgotten about him. Although I thought so in my heart, I still couldn't help but touch my lips, and I thought of the forced kiss a few days ago. Soon, we stepped onto the red carpet and walked into the entrance of the villa. A pair of old couples about 60 years old stood at the door to welcome the guests. The masculine man should be Mr. Reina. He was dressed in black, dignified and noble. Although Mr. Reina's hair was white, his mental state was very good. The old woman standing beside him wore a dark red silk dress and a ruby necklace, noble and elegant. The two elders were extremely loving, making one feel envious. When Klein and I were standin