The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Soon, Bella realized that Justin was missing. She took the chance to leave the lively table and bumped into Wilma in the corridor. "Wilma, where did Justin go?"

"Young Master went back to his room. I knocked on the door for a long time, but he didn't open it." Wilma shook her head and complained, "There are so many people here tonight. It's so lively and fun. I don't know what's wrong with him. He's locking himself in his room and acting like a moody teenager."

Bella looked concerned and forced a small smile, knowing that Justin always felt really down when he visited his mother's grave, especially after the argument with Gregory at the cemetery. It must have brought back a lot of pain for him.

Upon coming back, experiencing such a vibrant atmosphere would naturally stir up various emotions.

"Wilma, please look after the guests on the balcony. I'll go check on Justin."

Bella stood at the door for a moment, hesitating, then knocked on the door. "Justin? Justin?"

There was no response from inside.

"Don't be sad. Come out and have some barbecue. Everyone is waiting for you," Bella persisted.

Justin hesitated for a moment before finally responding.

"I know what happened today must have made you feel bad. I know you miss your mom. I understand how you feel. Every year when I visit my mother, I feel just as sad as you do."

pressed her hand against the door, her voice gentle, like a spring

the days to come. I understand that you've been feeling alone, but remember, you have me, Grandpa Nigel, Wilma... We're all here for you. Family, friends, and partners everything

finish, the door suddenly swung

an irresistible force. Before she knew it,

sturdy body, their breaths entwining, and

murmured in her ear, his voice hoarse

a breath, her chest would press tightly against his

one knew

bodies

intetter than they

made

she trembled slightly

him.

a hint

Bella met his intense gaze, momentarily lost