The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

The unbearable memories of that tragic night surged back like a flood, drowning her in pain so intense she could barely breathe.

"Ms. Amelia, you're the daughter of the affluent Thompson family, and everyone knows about the decades-long friendship between the Thompsons and the Iversons. Forced by Charles? I doubt even he would dare."

Hunter turned the hospital room into a courtroom, forgetting the pitiful sight of being knocked down himself.

"You were alone with him in the same room at the party. But when the scandal broke, your Thompson family blamed the Iversons. You knew you were tainted, and it would be hard for you to find someone decent to marry. Is that why you decided on Steven as your backup plan? You are treating him like a fool."

"Bastard!" Steven lost his temper completely, his eyes bloodshot as he swung his fist at Hunter, landing a brutal blow on the latter's face. In an instant, Hunter's face was distorted.

in

aching from the diagnosed concussion. The next moment, he tasted blood in his mouth and spat forcefully

all his pent-up rage into that

was completely consumed by anger. Although he was doing it all for her,

Steven was about to strike again, Chelsea suddenly rushed forward and grabbed his arm, crying

for this woman! Hit me, then! Just kill me! You don't want me

filled with tears of anger

to love someone? Amelia is such a good person. Why did they have to look

like this... When did the Lovett family's integrity fall to such depths?!" Amid the tense atmosphere, a voice filled with indignation interrupted them. Hunter glanced coldly in that direction while holding his face, and Chelsea stopped wailing. The sound of brisk footsteps