The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

The word "we" marked an unbridgeable gap between Christopher and the couple. It was a barrier that he could never overcome.

Even so, Christopher's gaze on Bella still held deep affection.

His obsessive love had turned him into a shameless lunatic.

"Bella, you've misunderstood me. But since you suspect me, I'm willing to cooperate with you fully."

As Christopher spoke, he leaned down to hold his mother's hand, gently caressing it. "Mom, I'm sorry... I'm afraid I can't accompany you on the trip."

"It's alright. I'm fine..."

Mrs. Iverson's worried gaze turned to Bella, her eyes brimming with tears as she spoke, "Bella, don't be mad at Chris! If he has upset you, I... I apologize on his behalf!"

heart clenched, "Mrs. Iverson, please don't

illness. Bella did not want to engage in a

this woman, abandoned and exiled by her husband for fifteen years, had only

did not want to extinguish the flicker

mother and son, Justin's

ones by his side, especially his mother, who cared for him so deeply, would ultimately choose such a dark path. Why was Christopher

Justin could only dream of. The more Justin thought about it,

Chris. Don't ignore him, okay?" Mrs. Iverson's words became increasingly unclear as her

"Yes, Mr. Iverson!"

no matter how much you doubt me or use any harsh words on me, I won't hold it against you. Because you, like my mother, are the people I care about

pleaded, looking at