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!"

"Mrs. Iverson, please

incorrigible and cunning, Mrs. Iverson was a pitiful woman, suffering from a serious illness. Bella did not want to engage in a fierce conflict with Christopher in front

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

to extinguish the

mother and son, Justin's eyes dimmed, and

despite having precious loved ones by his side, especially his mother, who cared for him so deeply, would ultimately choose such a dark path. Why

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

unclear as her sickness relapsed. Upon seeing his mother's condition, Christopher felt

"Yes, Mr. Iverson!"

words on me, I won't hold it against you. Because you, like my mother,

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