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?!"

their mother, the two brothers suddenly felt sorrowful, causing them to

home, and we've all missed you. Bella

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

pain of

It was agonizing!

like a rushing spring in his fiery eyes,

were still alive, they would have been three years old by

'What have I done... What the hell

might make you sick. Come home." Asher said as

broad shoulders slump. His

even dream about

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 ever let me see you

Please let

would make him change his mind.