The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Chapter 891

Drew shook violently and fell to the ground. He was unable to stand up, feeling numb all over.

“Sorry, buddy, just lie down and rest here for a while. This won’t hurt too long,” Ryan said smugly, his eyes gleaming as he tapped the stun gun in his hand. “You Thompsons have some serious combat skills, so I have no choice but to use a few tricks of my own.”

“Damn it! You’re despicable!” Drew glared at him fiercely, his gaze alone enough to tear Ryan apart.

Ryan sighed, shrugging helplessly. I am willing to stoop this low for the sake of my one and only best friend.”

Meanwhile, Justin sprinted to the door of Bella’s hospital room, he was stopped by Amelia.

buty

“I need to see your sister,” Justin said, looking at Amelia

lowered

eyes, sweat dripping down his haggard cheeks.

Amelia bit her lip, unsure how to respond.

“Please.” Justin’s plea escaped the depths of his throat, hoarse desperation. “Let me see her.”

Unable to bring himself to hurt a girl, Justin could only plead with her.

Amelia looked at Justin for a moment, her expression softened by his desperation. With a deep sigh, she stepped aside, allowing him to

pass.

Justin whispered gratefully as he hurried toward

room.

when Amelia’s soft voice broke the silence. “If you had known this would happen, why did you divorce her in the first place?”

with emotion. Tears brimmed in his reddened

Bella’s beautiful

of hostility and resistance surged

at Justin, his lips twisting into a snarl. His eyes were burning with the animosity of a feud that had festered for

far too long.

the intensity of the

air crackle

I don’t want to see you.

eyes

Justin swallowed hard, his words

and muffled.

“Get out!”

as she sat up abruptly.

anger. She even pounded her fist on the bed.

You have yet to recover… Please don’t

his hands on her trembling shoulders, his eyes full of

at Bella’s hysterical state, Justin felt his

the weight of his guilt, and his vision was blurred by