The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

The man chuckled. "What should you do, Mr. Christopher? Your little fiance is trying to kill you all the time."

"Ha... Even if I couldn't get her love, my life is worth it if I obtain her heart-wrenching hatred." Christopher pushed his glasses, his gaze dark and deep. "When are you going to get rid of Maxwell? If that man falls into Justin and Bella's hands, your good days will reach their end."

"The new private plane I bought will arrive next week."

Christopher had an exquisite and handsome face, but his smile was chilling. "At that time, I'll send him and his brothers on the road to hell."

After a brief reunion with his sister, Drew left early, as he had to return to inform and comfort Asher and the others.

Bella had been running around all night, having mud all over her body. Although she had changed into clean pajamas, her body and hair were filthy, which was unbearable for someone who loved cleanliness like her. She could not endure another second.

"Ugh... It smells!"

Bella sniffed her hair, almost rolling her eyes from the bad smell. "I can't. It smells too bad. I feel like an earthworm that came out of the dirt. I want to bathe!"

"You're not smelly at all."

his nose deeply in her soft

Bella twisted in his warm

is still weak, and taking a bath will worsen your

you feel uncomfortable, I'll get

can that compare to

solid and narrow waist, raising her neck and pleading with her eyes.

"I can't win against you. I'll fill the bath for

to stand up,

at

that he felt a little out of breath. He

"Together."

reddened, and he scooped up her thin waist, carrying

immersed herself in the bubble

a white shirt and pants, obediently kneeling outside the tub to wipe