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.

as he hurried

room.

silence. “If you had known this would happen, why did you

and his chest was tight with emotion. Tears brimmed in his reddened eyes,

Bella’s beautiful

hostility and resistance surged from within Justin’s heart.

into a snarl. His eyes were burning with the animosity of a feud that had

far too long.

of the confrontation with Christopher,

air crackle with

want to see you. Please leave!” Bella’s voice

eyes were red.

Justin swallowed hard, his

and muffled.

“Get out!”

sudden outburst startled him as she sat up abruptly.

with anger. She even pounded her fist on

to recover… Please don’t get too

hurriedly reached out and placed his hands on her trembling shoulders, his eyes full of

felt his

His step was heavy, as if carrying the weight of his guilt, and his vision