The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Bella slept in until noon, acting like a lazy cat, reluctant to rise. Meanwhile, Justin, who was a light sleeper, woke up after only three or four hours of sleep.

After waking up, he didn't step out of the room. Instead, he sat quietly on the sofa and attended to urgent matters sent over by the company, silently watching over her.

"Ah!"

Suddenly, Bella jolted awake from her dream and sat up abruptly on the bed. Justin immediately set aside the documents in his hand and quickly walked over to the bedside to embrace her. He asked gently, "Bella, what's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?"

Bella patted her heaving chest and grabbed his hand, her face redder than a tomato. "Justin, guess what I dreamed about?!"

Justin leaned in to kiss her, but she dodged. "I dreamed that my eldest brother married Arnold!"

"Hmm?" Justin was stunned, staring fixedly at her.

and I even caught the bouquet

Justin was speechless.

to kiss my brother, I suddenly woke up! Argh! Why did I have to wake up at the most crucial moment?!" Bella's fingers were

bed and pulled her into an embrace, lightly tapping her forehead with his fingertip.

a lot to say to you." Bella nervously swallowed, staring intently into his eyes. "I have this

they were very close. Even though they

Bella's words as nonsense from someone who had just woken up. Instead of brushing

know that Dr. Larson is gay,

out of my mind, but I

always thought that Asher was the best man in our family, and no woman could match him. It's not that those girls aren't good enough. It's just that I've always felt like something was missing. But I felt that Arnold was his perfect