The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

That evening, Bella and Justin were set to return to their own place.

As they were about to leave, Carrie threw herself into her sister-in-law's arms, sobbing uncontrollably, crumpling Bella's black dress, and soaking the front of it with her tears.

One might have thought they would never see each other again.

Bella took her time to console Carrie, promising frequent visits and earnestly advising Ryan to not always bury himself in minor troubles at the Hoffman Group. She told him to find time to take Carrie out more, so she would not feel like a caged canary, deprived of the joy of freedom.

Ryan swore vehemently and embraced his tearful, petite girlfriend, standing at the door to see them off.

As their car pulled away, Bella could not hold back any longer. Her shoulders shook as tears, clear and sparkling like fallen stars, trailed down her cheeks.

"Don't cry, Bella."

Justin's breath quickened out of concern as he enveloped her quivering shoulders with his strong arm, drawing her close to soothe her and gently rubbing his chin against her head.

could buy a larger villa. If you'd like,

for coming up with

and you want to separate them just to make me happy? Justin, you're so heartless... Even if Carrie doesn't say anything about it, do you think

Justin froze momentarily, then pressed his

tender kisses, he smiled wryly. "I didn't consider all that. Seeing how Carrie also didn't want you to leave,

the one who told me not to disturb

glistened with tears, and a fluttering sensation filled her chest. "So try

stared deeply into her eyes, which captivated his heart. Her lips curled into a subtle, playful smile. "Bella, are you asking me to stop stirring things up, or do you want our reclaimed

shyly

as Justin's eyes sparkled with warmth and adoration, ready to engage in another tender

It was Bella's phone.

me take this