The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Asher's brow twitched as he swiftly disarmed Declan.

Usually, trying to disarm Declan, a skilled colonel, would be wishful thinking.

However, Asher covered the muzzle with his own hand. Declan feared the possibility of an accidental misfire harming his elder brother, compelling him to release his grip on the gun.

"Ash, if you really care about our little sister, you shouldn't have intervened!" Declan's bloodshot eyes glared fiercely at Justin. If his eyes were blades, he would have already gutted the man.

It was a rather harsh statement.

The fact that it came from the usually gentle and kind Declan made the statement even more impactful.

Yet, Asher did not blame him for it.

It might be better if he could vent his anger in such a way. Otherwise, he did not know what horrific actions Declan might resort to.

"Dec, I care about Bella, but I care about you too. The same goes for Ax and Drew... We grew up together, and I love all of you the same. I don't want you to sacrifice your future for this jerk. You may feel relieved after doing it, but have you considered Bella's feelings? Have you thought about how Mom and Dad might feel about it?!"

mother, the two brothers suddenly felt

came home, and we've all missed you. Bella will

decided not to pursue this any further. Dwelling on it will only cause her further pain, trapping her in the

pain of losing

It was agonizing!

like a rushing spring in his fiery eyes, only for the

were still alive, they would

done... What the hell

tirelessly to get here. Getting soaked might make you sick.

bearing a heavy burden, Justin felt his broad shoulders slump. His trembling lips quivered. "Please... Let me

dream about

body seething with pent-up hatred as he struggled forward, only for Asher to firmly restrain him. "Justin! Get out of here now! Don't dirty our home. Don't

let

of backing down, as if nothing, not even the collapse of the heavens, would make him change his