The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

"Mr. Thompson, with your might and intelligence... You should know what I want with a kiss, right?"

Arnold wrapped his arms around Asher's neck, his face flushed as he panted heavily. Asher lowered his gaze, pursing his lips, oily from the kiss, and his hands on his knees slowly clenched. "Next time, remember to wipe your mouth first."

Arnold licked the corner of his lips in satisfaction, smiling mischievously but captivatingly.

"No way."

After learning about her mother's past from Mila, Bella was down and gloomy the whole day, even losing her appetite.

The next evening, Bella still did not feel like eating. After feeding Wyatt some soup, she stood by the window at the end of the hallway and stared at the distance in a daze. Suddenly, a familiar embrace surrounded her from behind. The man's reassuring scent enveloped her.

Justin pulled her delicate body into his arms and held her tightly, his sharp jaw resting on her shoulder and his lips close to her ear. "Aren't you going to eat something? I asked lan to get some takeout. They're all your favorites."

Bella lowered her eyes

made a big bowl of pasta and finished it all, and that was at midnight." Justin recalled her impressive appetite, still in awe. Bella's head hung low

aching. "Bella, don't be sad. Mrs. Thompson must also be thinking about

hugged her, coaxing and kissing

calming her down, Justin had an

go, Bella. I'll take you

Justin drove Bella

watching as the sun went down. The glistening sea made them feel as if they were in a

full of affection. "Bella, I know that you want to know everything about your mother. From now on, I'll

shoulder and feeling the sadness gradually fade, replaced

was the