The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Chapter 228

Steven, the lapdog, was suddenly asked to be a guard dog, so he felt aggrieved.

After the door was closed, Bella walked straight to the sofa and sat down. Her beautiful legs were so fair that they were glowing. She rested her left arm on the armrest of the sofa and placed her right arm casually on her lap. She looked elegant and powerful. Ryan was overwhelmed by the sight.

His Adam’s apple bobbed, and his eyes widened. Bella had such a strong and noble presence.

Ryan loved her even more.

“Hehe… I knew that you wouldn’t kick me out, especially with our special relationship.”

Ryan squinted his charming eyes. Just as he was about to get closer, Bella suddenly said in a cold voice, “Ryan, did you think I was joking when I told you that I was not interested?”

Ryan suddenly stopped. He looked stunned.

“In the past, Anna Brown might have shown you some respect. After all, you had helped her. But Bella Thompson doesn’t have so much patience to deal with your antics.”

Bella’s eyes were estranged, as if they had never met before. Ryan shivered.

How could he be willing to give up so quickly? He took two steps forward, but Bella glared at him with sharp eyes, forcing him to freeze on the spot and shudder in fear.

you’re still Anna Brown! How could a name

divorce, Anna

you nor Justin are qualified to be in my life. Mr. Hoffman, you’re a romantic, so please save your

wrong, and I will

thing I should remind you of, Mr.

of what you did to Carrie at Grandpa Nigel’s birthday

instantly. His blood felt stagnant as

shoulders in the bushes that night. Her delicate and pinkish skin teased his desires, and

Carrie were not Justin’s sister, and if Ryan had not

celibate person to begin with. Thus, he went

but I care about Carrie like a sister. She’s

you misunderstood!”

black shirt was soaked with sweat. ”

to ‘help’

throat was blocked. What Bella thought

you could have informed the Salvador family. You didn’t have to sacrifice yourself to ‘help’ her.”

“Since you’ve done it, why don’t