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.

attended their wedding, and I even caught

Justin was speechless.

Why did I have to wake up at the most crucial moment?!"

Justin sat at the edge of the bed and pulled her into an embrace, lightly tapping her forehead with his fingertip. "What is brewing in that mischievous little mind of yours every

just fell asleep. But actually, I had a lot to say to you." Bella nervously swallowed, staring intently into his eyes. "I have this feeling that

I just felt like they were very close. Even though they didn't do anything, I just felt like they were

didn't dismiss Bella's words as nonsense from someone who had just woken up. Instead of brushing

that Dr. Larson

don't know if I was just out of my mind, but I had such a

a deep breath. "Ever since I was little, I've always thought that Asher was the best man in our family, and no woman could match