"Ryan," Mrs. Rose called, "when are you getting married to Bella?"
"Getting married to who?" Ryan asked, incredulous. "I'm only responsible for the child, not Bella. I can't marry Bella."Bella's eyes went dim and cold at Ryan's words."Don't dare me, Ryan. Don't. You will have to marry Bella and take care of her, and that's final. What is this? I heard about you almost choking her to death. Are you mad, Ryan? Do you want to kill a pregnant woman?" Mrs. Rose barked.
"Get married to Bella or have me to deal with," she said
.Ivy looked at Bella, a deep-seated dislike brewing within her."I won't and can never marry Bella, and that is final. My wife is still out there missing, and you are asking me to marry Bella? Mum, do you even have a heart?" Ryan asked, his voice filled with pain.
