The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Chapter 535

Suddenly remembering this was a hospital, Ryan did not light his cigarette and just used it to keep his mouth occupied.

Justin was silent for a moment before he took a deep breath and said in a hoarse voice, “Ryan, I think I’ve fallen for her.”

Whoa!

The cigarette in Ryan’s mouth shook, and he nearly leaped to his feet.

Although it was obvious to anyone who had eyes that Justin had long been mesmerized by Bella, hearing this fool admit it made Ryan feel indescribably satisfied.

“I’ve fallen for Bella, so I want her to come back to me. I want to try chasing after her.” Justin suddenly looked up, his slightly trembling voice betraying his feelings.

His naturally charming eyes were serious.

“You? Chase after her? Can you? Are you sure?!” Ryan was extremely shocked as he fired off question after question.

“There’s a first time for everything. Even if I can’t, I have to try.”

can’t, don’t I still have you,

Why are you being so insulting? Not all of my ideas are bad, okay?!” Ryan glared at

or else you’d have successfully pursued her by

go and gave him a few blows below the belt too, while he was at it. “But I have no one else to rely on, so

it was true he had never actually pursued a woman

each other in their childhood, and he had been introverted and gloomy then. In his memory, it was always Rosalind who took the initiative to get closer to him and

was willing to put down the pride he

that I’m bad at picking girls up, but Bella Thomps looks, the riches, the pedigree, and the talent. She has it you

the throne over n She’s better than you in every aspect, and I’m the lowest on the fo chain among us three, so how do you expect me to subdue her? I’ just thankful that she’s so kind as to not

curled in

but you’re no longer the apple of her eye. You’re just a weed growing on a pile of shit to her. It’ll be extremely difficult for you to get Bella back, so you’d better be prepared to fail countless times.”

doesn’t matter. I’ll focus on my pursuit. It’s her choice whether or not

bit of life left in me and probably won’t fall for anyone else

speaking, with a

with a cold air about her, her hair swaying as her beautiful