“BELLA!” James shouted, slamming the door shut, startling everyone in the house with his angry arrival.
“What's wrong, sir?” asked the housekeeper.
“Where's Bella?”
“Mrs. Bella left this morning with her suitcase.”
James clenched his fists in anger. “Damn it!” he muttered.
James then sat on the sofa, running his hands through his hair, feeling...