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.

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

Can you even call yourself Ryan's best friend for coming

had many comfortable days with each other yet, 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

guard, Justin froze momentarily, then pressed

that. Seeing

told me not to disturb

and a fluttering sensation filled

Her lips curled into a subtle, playful smile. "Bella, are you asking me to stop stirring things up,

as she shyly bit her lip. "I didn't

adoration, ready to engage in

It was Bella's phone.

me