Chapter 42 Dress Up Myself

BELLA'S POV I listened as Trevor insulted Devon repeatedly, pointing out his mistakes and making me feel like he was the worst man on earth with a hard glare. I was trying my hardest to control my anger until he said he wasn't a good man at all and I had enough. "Ain't you tired?" That was the best word I could utter without insulting him. "Ah! You're right, Bella. I'm very tired." He replied and yawned. I rolled my eyes secretly and smashed my lips 'and here you are, spouting rubbish from your gutter mouth.' I mumbled inwardly before forcing out a smile. "You should rest then. You can rest in my room for now and later, I will get you a room to rest in." I said to him as I stood up, ready to leave him in the room. He was starting to annoy me. "Oh! Where will you stay then? Isn't this your room?" He asked, his eyes getting more tired. "I can just go and check on my patient. He is..." A knock on the door interrupted me. "Who is there?" I asked, turning to look at the door. "It's we, Lady