Chapter 372 Not Into Your Type

Bella felt like she was going through withdrawal as if breaking an addiction. There was no cure, only a painful struggle. She knew that taking one more step back toward Dominic might bring temporary relief, but in the end, it would be self-destructive. She understood this all too well. That afternoon, after a long nap, she got the landlord's permission to change the locks. She didn't think Dominic would come back, so she wasn't entirely sure why she was doing it either. After the locksmith left, she stood at her door, testing the new keys. Just then, Wesley returned. He looked in a much better mood than he had been in that morning. With a grin, he walked over and asked, "Changing the locks? Did you break up?" Bella gave him a look, silently noting that he really knew how to hit a nerve. His grin widened as he casually slipped his car keys into his pocket. She noticed that he was driving a Lamborghini. It turned out that he was another rich kid. Then, half-jokingly, he said, "