The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Chapter 159

Bella said, “No, think of another condition.”

“But you just promised me!” Ryan raised his eyebrows and looked anxious.

“I really can’t go with you.”

Bella looked at him sternly. “I promised Grandpa Nigel that I would spend his birthday with him as his granddaughter-in-law. After his birthday, I won’t have anything to do with the Salvador family anymore. If I attend his birthday party with another man, I’m afraid Grandpa Nigel will feel uncomfortable. I just want Grandpa Nigel to be happy on his 80th birthday. After all, I won’t be spending much time with him anymore.”

As she spoke, a trace of sadness flashed across her beautiful eyes.

“Anna, you’re such a good person. I think that Justin is too blind to have missed out on you.” Ryan sighed.

But then Ryan thought, ‘If my best friend wasn’t so blind, how could I get the chance to find this hidden treasure? Oh, Justin… Your loss is my gain! Your blindness is the reason I’ll be happy for the rest of my life!’

“So, tell me another condition.” Bella touched the crystal artwork with her fingertips. She liked it so much that she could not put it down.

“Then, can you please change the way you address me from now on? I don’t want you to call me Mr. Hoffman.” Ryan batted his long eyelashes pleadingly.

“That’s it? You know, it’s rare for me to owe favors.”

“I’m just happy that you let me stay for dinner.” Ryan looked at her adoringly, seizing every opportunity to convey his love for her.

I’ll call you Ryan. Is that okay?” Bella

is!” Ryan’s heart throbbed with

just felt that he had taken a big step forward to close the gap between

noodles are ready.”

so gentle to Bella, but he was mean

the spice kills

the past fifteen years. I can ask her to work for you. She’s hard- working and efficient. Her cooking is also delicious. I grew up eating her food.” Ryan glanced

a jealous sidepiece who had just

was so angry that he clutched his apron. ‘How dare this man suggest this?! He’s not even Bella’s

and I grew up together. He’s mine.”

and her voice became cold. “Mr. Hoffman, don’t you think that you’re overstepping your bounds?”

felt a surge of warmth in his heart. ‘I knew

almost vomited blood from his broken heart.

so generous as not

dining table first. I’ll put the artwork upstairs and be right

the statue back in the box and went upstairs happily with

surge of desire in his heart. He could not help but snap a photo of

of art even when he