The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Chapter 939

Her eyes glistened with a misty haze, uncertain whether it stemmed from a sense of being taken advantage of or if she was lost in the kiss. Her consciousness gradually drifted away.

Did such love truly exist?

The next morning.

Bella jolted awake to find Justin nowhere to be seen.

Bella’s heart skipped a beat as she reached out to feel the spot next to her.

The absence of his warmth on the bed suggested that he had been gone for some time.

her

and moaning due to the man’s actions the previous night, Bella found her throat parched. At this point, she did not have the time or energy to care about where the man had gone. Instead, she got up and went downstairs to

down the stairs, she heard

good and a little burnt…’ Bella’s nerves tensed as she hurried into the

her was

sturdy and robust figure facing her, wearing an apron that looked out of place on him. It was almost comical enough to

it only accentuated his well-proportioned physique, with broad shoulders tapering down to a narrow waist. His shirt sleeves were casually rolled up, revealing his well-defined forearms. As he handled the frying pan, his arms flexed slightly. The muscles tightened, looking powerful, defined, and incredibly

narrowed as she silently approached

steps made no sound,

Pssst–

to wipe away the bead of sweat trickling down his cheek, sighing in frustration. “Ugh,

fried eggs piled up next to the