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.

whispered gratefully as

room.

Amelia’s soft voice broke the silence. “If you

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

Bella’s

wave of hostility and resistance surged from

his lips twisting into a snarl. His eyes were burning with the animosity of a

far too long.

the intensity of the confrontation

crackle with tension.

I don’t want to see you. Please

her eyes were

speak with you.” Justin swallowed hard, his words

and muffled.

“Get out!”

outburst startled him as she sat up abruptly. Her voice

with anger. She even pounded her fist on

yet to recover… Please don’t get too worked up.

his hands on her trembling shoulders, his

hysterical state, Justin felt

His step was heavy, as if carrying the weight of