The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Chapter 623

“It was my fault for pushing you too hard in the past. From now on, I won’t make you do anything that makes you feel uncomfortable

anymore

Justin’s shockingly pale face made him look like a swain in distress, which dazed Beedia.

She cougned liginti and placed the bottle of pills she was holding on the table berores mancing up. “This is the second course of treatment. Remember to take sheen on time. I’m leaving now.”

“There’s no need Youcannaake it back.” Justin shook his head.

“What do you mean byyhha Justin Salvador? You don’t want to live anymore?”

Bella frowned. “You’re sasisising saar in the business world with a net worth in the hundreds of billionsYou’re willing to leave all

behind?”

“No. I just don’t think you owe meeAlthough! saved you,

repaying you and atoning for my sisis”

Justin shook his head again. “You don’t have to blame yourself

what happened to me. And besitios,

don’t need to keep taking the medicirie”

Better? Who was he kidding?

better

angry and sneered. “Is this

taking one step back to gain pity? it’s a shhaine

on someone more

smiled bitterly. “That’s why I don’t have any other intentions. I truly don’t need it anymore.”

felt mixed emotions upon hearing this, but she said coldly, “If that’s the case, I have nothing more to say either. If you won’t appreciate my gratitude, there’s no need for me to cling to you. I won’t stoop so low. Once you’re done with this round of meds, you don’t need to take any more medication. Too much is bad for your health, too. You should pray that

leave, but Justin reached out and stopped

and it’s cold outside. Why don’t you have a cup of

a moment, but she

the sofa and watched

the kitchen.

replayed what

Justin were the same kind of people

someone. If they had

dig out their hearts

a silver platter.

shame that he had

passionately in the past. From then on, it was truly

open her heart to him once

a loud sound of

“Justin!”

and she instantly stood up to rush toward the kitchen.

cup had shattered all over

fragmented pieces, with one hand supporting himself against the floor and the other holding on to the edge of the table for dear life.

wrong with

expression twisted in shock as she hurried over to him, intending to