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.

for the door handle, he hesitated when Amelia’s soft voice broke the silence. “If you had

was tight with emotion. Tears brimmed in his reddened eyes, exposing the

stepped into the room, Bella’s

and resistance surged from within

gazed coldly at Justin, his lips twisting into a snarl. His eyes were burning

far too long.

the intensity of the confrontation with

the air crackle with

you. Please leave!”

her eyes

to speak with you.” Justin

and muffled.

“Get out!”

outburst startled him as she sat up

even pounded her fist on the

recover… Please

his hands

Bella’s hysterical state, Justin felt his

took a step toward her. His step was heavy, as if carrying the weight of his guilt, and his vision was blurred