The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

"Asher..."

Justin felt as if his throat was crushed by a giant wheel, leaving his voice so hoarse that it was barely audible.

"Justin Salvador!"

With eyes blazing crimson with anger, Asher surged forward like a wild beast, heading straight for the motionless Justin.

As Asher's fists approached Justin's cheek, the latter remained unmoved.

Justin thought, 'Go ahead, hit me. I deserve it.'

Even if Asher beat him to death, Justin would not have uttered a word of complaint.

"Asher! Don't do it!"

Just as Asher's iron fist was about to strike Justin, Arnold intervened, wrapping his arms tightly around Asher from behind!

"Let go of me!" Asher bit his lip until it bled, yet it was his heart that was bleeding.

"I won't!"

around Asher's waist as he gasped for breath. "What's the point of hitting

he struggled against Arnold's embrace, tears welling up again. "Why can't he just disappear?! My sister... She can never have children again! She's lost the chance to be a mother forever! And it's all

he just

Justin deserved every bit of

lifeless figure, drained of vitality

Justin's pitiful appearance. Justin's wet, dark hair dripped with water, droplets tracing paths down his once handsome but now

thoroughly drenched, and his pants

it turned out, it had started raining

in the heavy downpour, running a long distance, only to miss catching a

shattered, "It's all my fault... I'm to blame

know how deeply Bella cherishes the idea of having kids? Do you realize

she told us countless times that she dreamed of being a mother. Even

clenched violently, as if pierced by a poisoned blade, spreading agonizing pain throughout his body and overwhelming his senses and

red, and his