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.

was gifted in that respect. Although he was not blessed with the

Christopher was confident he could take

with Justin, Christopher

stronger than most men.

Christopher were to give everything he had,

defeat

furrowed his brows grimacingly.

Justin’s spine. Something did not sit right with Justin.

were savage and

Christopher threw himself

the urge to beat up the man

right hook to Christopher’s

happened to turn around

Christopher, bleeding

wickedly instead of getting

Shit!

into

him. He was

draw blood.

himself for being a fool to fall for it.

“Chris!”

eyes and ran to

out his nickname in a

eyes bulge in surprise. Disregarding the burning

clutched Bella’s wrist and asked in a

What did you call me?”

hit Bella.

to process what she just said. It was

call him

kids.

she cried, “Chris.”

in excitement, his facial

twitching.

long he had been waiting

of endearment.