The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Chapter 602

Swoosh!

A violent breeze brushed past the tip of Justin’s nose. There was sure

power, ruthlessness, and speed in the punch.

If Justin was not a skilled fighter, he would not have been able to dodge the unsuspecting attack.

Justin was able to gather a lot of information from the missed.

assault.

Underneath Christopher’s polished appearance was a vicious beast.

Justin could not possibly let Bella go with him.

No way!

Everything happened too fast. Bella walked ahead, oblivious to the men fighting over her in the back.

Christopher pulled another punch, and Justin ducked in tim

retaliated with a high kick. However, the counterattack mer

past Christopher’s chest.

Christopher backed away to regain his balance. His seemingly

arms under his silver cuffs tensed as he clenched his fists. His ve

bulged.

Justin, who was ambushed, stood there, rooted to the ground.

Christopher pushed his glasses up his nose, hiding the bloodthirst

behind the lens.

For over a decade, Christopher had been learning to fight from the best fighters in Sentania, perfecting his skills to become stronger so that he could protect his mother and recruit elites.

close combat, shooting, and knives. He was gifted in that respect. Although he was not blessed with the best of health, he was able to make

confident he could

Justin, Christopher realized he had underestimated his opponent.

stronger than most

if Christopher were to give everything he had, he might not be

to defeat

furrowed his brows grimacingly.

lips slyly, sending shivers down Justin’s spine. Something

presence, were savage

his eyes, Christopher

muscle memory and the urge

right hook to Christopher’s left cheek.

happened to turn around and witness

Christopher, bleeding in the mouth,

instead of

Shit!

into

was not trying to hit him. He was trying to lure

draw blood.

cursed himself for being a

“Chris!”

and ran to

blurted out his nickname in

bulge in surprise. Disregarding the burning pain

he clutched Bella’s wrist and asked in a

you call

hit

process what

she used to call him that

kids.

she cried,

up in

twitching.

God knew how long he had been

of endearment.