She didn't quite understand him. But niether did he, himself understood who he was. Or what kind of person he was. The current him was fake. A template everyone "would" like.
"Chapter 37: The princess of Chaos was visited by a God during her slumber, who injected his bloodline towards her womb to suppress Chaos from killing her. This allowed both future mother and son to live off from the Providence of the God's Bloodline, nurturing both of them to become greater and stronger—"
He couldn't read the rest, as he had written quite a long one. And because of this interference, there were many more blank pages beyond chapter 37, meaning that she still had more to her story left.
"That's it then, with this, she can luckily be able to live for another few years." He stood up and looked at Florence with a smile, who looked at the now healthy looking Bella lying down below.