She understood.

James Grayson wanted her to be his woman, not because he liked her, not because he loved her, but because he wanted to know his forgotten past from her.

He was testing her, examining her, observing her.

Her heart badly ached.

His parents didn't want him to know the past. They were afraid that she will provoke her and ruin his future. She didn't want him to know the past and didn't want to be that stumbling block for him.

Their so-called protection, now, turned James Grayson into a real cold-blooded and merciless person.

"I don't want to take a bath," Bella said stubbornly, turned her face, she was angry and upset.

James Grayson's long arms pulled her into his arms. "Okay, I'll help you in the bathe."

Bella twisted her body and wanted to break free. His arm was like a plier and his hot breath fell on her cold face.

She could not get out at all. She gave up her struggle and sighed, "I can take it myself."

"You can choose any room here. When I'm free, I'll come back here. Mostly, I'm very busy. I'll be free for one or two days a month. You will have a lot of time to do whatever you want." James Grayson said in a deep voice, looking at her cautiously, as if he was answering her previous request.

Bella heard him saying that there will be only one or two days in a month, and in a year it will be only twenty-four, so it didn't sound so hard to accept.

"I've already told you all about your past. We haven't known each other for a long time. You can count on this, from the time when I finished the task of saving pregnant women with you to the time when you had an accident, it was at most half a year. Moreover, we've already broken up." Bella explained.

"Is it true or false, I will judge myself." James Grayson didn't believe her.

"For a year, don't let others know about our relationship. Even if we meet, we pretend not to know each other, Okay?" Bella requested.

James Grayson looked at her.

A lot of women want to have a relationship with him, but why is she so different?

"All right." James Grayson said in a deep voice.

"Okay, after a year, everything will be all right and we will move towards our different roads, right?" Bella twisted her eyebrows and lowered her eyes. Her long eyelashes covered the window of her heart and hid her emotions.

"Take a bath." James Grayson left her. He had no answer to this question.

He turned around, without letting Bella stare and ask anything else, he entered the first room.

Bella carried her luggage and opened the second room.

The second room was empty, but it was clean. There was also a separate bathroom in the room. Bella went in with her luggage, she thought the room was good but she can't live there all the time.

She didn't want to have a relationship with James Grayson at first. She needed to maintain her dignity. Just in a helpless situation, she can stay with him.

Bella took the clothes and went into the bathroom.

The warm water fell from her head and washed away her heavy make-up. She closed her eyes. After a long bath, she dried her hair, dressed up and came out of the bathroom.

She opened the door and saw James Grayson sitting on the sofa and watching the news on the mobile phone. He seemed cold and cool, with no expression.

However, he was not wearing the suit that he was wearing some moments ago, but the white bathrobe, he looked a little less rigid and less reserved, and more charming.

He raised his head and looked at her with clear and wise eyes, and spoke indifferently, "did you do makeup when you were my girlfriend?"

"No," Bella replied directly.

"You look better without makeup. If you had put makeup at that time, I wouldn't have liked you." James Grayson said.

Bella raised her eyebrows and said, "If I knew it earlier I would have put makeup."

James Grayson's eyes, which were originally clear and light, flashed unhappiness and he stood up.

Bella stood stiffly, not daring to breathe.

James Grayson came to her, raised her chin, and leaned slowly. His face came closer to her face.

Bella lowered her eyes and did not refuse nor did she respond.

James Grayson did not kiss her. He looked into her eyes and asked, "Was it you or me who took the initiative?"

"You." Bella looked at him and said.

He didn't change his expression much. "I also think so."

He took the initiative. It means he must have liked this girl so much. She dared to argue under his pressure. He thought that she didn't seem the one who gave up on him because of danger.

"What posture do you like?" James Grayson's voice sank a little.

Bella's face turned red, she looked away and didn't speak.

James Grayson held her hand. Her hand was very small, and his palm completely covered it.

"This time, you have to guide me and tell me what we did before, okay?" James Grayson looked at her and asked.

She was a psychologist. She knew that his purpose was to remember some memories. But she didn't want to remember.

"I don't remember anything." Bella refused directly.

James Grayson raised the corner of his mouth, but there was no smile in his eyes. "You don't remember or do you worry that I will regain my lost memory?"

"It's a thing of past. I have forgotten." Bella corrected.

"Then let's review." James Grayson picked her up, walked toward his room, put her on his bed and kissed her on the lips.

Bella thought that the temperature was too high. She felt hot and unable to think properly. She wanted to push him but she felt herself soft like cotton. He kissed her, unbuttoned her shirt, covered it with his big palm, and stared at Bella deeply.

Bella frowned and couldn't see his feelings. She didn't want him to go in. When he did it, she strained her muscles but it still hurt. However, after all, she had a child, and the pain was also in the beginning, soon, she adapted to his existence.

She pursed her lips without making a sound.

He did not see that she liked or enjoying this, he got angry and bit her shoulder.

"Ah." Bella had a pain and she snorted.

James Grayson kissed her lips, picked up the tip of her tongue and kissed her forcefully.

Bella was almost breathless when he was kissing her. She pushed his shoulder. He got annoyed and bit her. She was hurt.

James Grayson left her, looked at her face, her voice was hoarse for a few minutes, and finally there was a strange confusion and emotional bewitchment in his eyes, "Bella, speak up, I like your voice."

She didn't let him go. She put her arms around his neck, pulled him and bit him on the shoulder.

James Grayson was excited.

They used to interact like this. Did they bite back and forth?

He seemed to like it.

Finally, she produced some sounds that seemed scattered and smashed, he heard her voice, although very low, very light, but he heard it.