I Was The Third Party

Bella's POV: The woman in front of me had no arrogant expression that a third party should have. Caroline knew Herbert earlier than I did. From a certain point of view, I was the ridiculous third party. She could understand why Herbert loved her so much since her voice was so soft and beautiful. "Miss Ewell? If you have anything to say, just say it. I have something to do later." I didn't want to chat with her anymore. I just wanted to know why she was here today. Caroline lowered her head and looked at the coffee cup in her hands. She seemed to be hesitating. A few seconds later, she looked up at me with a pair of big bright eyes. "Mrs. Wharton, I'm sorry. I know I shouldn't have come looking for you, but I truly love him. I can't live without him, and he can't live without me. Please allow us to be together, okay?" Caroline stared at me with a pleading look. This feeling was very strange. I was the wife of Herbert. I was the one who was hurt. But in the face of Caroline, I felt that