The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Chapter 539

Justin felt as if his heart was filled with sharp shards.

He clenched his own shirt, thinking to himself, ‘No, of course not, Bella. I’m not someone who acts on a whim. My feelings for you are not a passing fancy. Is delayed affection not considered love?

Thirteen years ago, we faced life and death together. Thirteen years later, we continue to face hardships side by side. We are destined to be inextricably bound in this lifetime.’

For the first time in his life, Justin experienced the difficulty of holding back words of love.

Justin felt the frustration of having so much to say but being unable to speak. But in the end, he chose silence.

He knew that now was not the time to speak. What he needed was act.

Although Bella had recovered from her fever, her body was not fu recovered.

Bella was exhausted after the last three days of turmoil. She could no longer be bothered guarding against the ‘wolf’ any longer.

She fell asleep shortly after her head touched the pillow.

But Justin kept his eyes open, staring straight at her as if he were guarding her without any signs of drowsiness.

Only when he was sure that Bella had genuinely fallen asleep did he endure the pain and climb out of bed. He tiptoed over to the sofa.

planned to admire Bella’s tranquil and lovely sleeping face. But he felt sorry for letting her sleep on the sofa.

he gently lifted her

lowered his long eyelashes as he cradled her in his arms. His palms

not resist brushing his sharp jawline

Bella let out a soft

sleeping baby having

and his throat felt both dry and itchy.

strong desire to kiss her, and his lips hovered just above hers. In the end, he couldn’t bear to do

to think that he had married a demure little flower. Now, realized that she was a charming enchantress who captured his hea and

from her sleep the next morning and lazily stretched her

comfortably

Wait a minute.

sprang up and looked around. Only then did she discover that she

going on? Did I sleepwalk?’

uncovered the blanket, finding herself

a narrow single bed and Justin’s robust figure, it should be impossible for

not have felt it

was nowhere to be seen in

the bed with her fists, cursing under her breath.

wander around. It