The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Quentin walked over to open the door and was shocked to see who knocked.

"Mr. Salvador?"

"Uncle Quentin."

Justin stood at the door, his presence imposing despite his tired face. He was panting, showing that he had just rushed over. "Are Chairman Wyatt and Bella inside? I brought the medicine!" Upon hearing Justin's voice, Bella immediately stood up and went to the door. Her repressed emotions surged in her chest.

"Justin!"

Bella flew into the man's broad embrace, tears of pent-up emotion nearly spilling over.

Justin eagerly opened his strong, trembling arms to hold her, his eyes turning slightly red. "I'm sorry, Bella. I'm sorry it took so long. But it was worth it. I have the medicine with me now."

He quickly freed one hand to reach into his coat and pull out a long, narrow medicine box. "There are six doses in here, more than last time. It should be able to keep Chairman Thompson going for a while, just in case."

Bella took the medicine box, her heart overwhelmed with gratitude, nearly choking up.

it must have been to obtain the medicine. The cost was a minor problem. However, she feared her man had to compromise his

she use it without

the medicine box tightly, her

to say that

gently and took her hand. "Let's

"Wait!"

Her brows knitted tightly. "Thank you for your kindness, Justin. Bella, I

that?" The couple asked in

not noticed that your father has been increasingly drowsy lately? His spirits are also

turned grave as she explained further, "While a stroke is terrifying, we have a clear understanding of how the condition progresses. This medicine may temporarily relieve the symptoms. However, it seems more like it's masking the illness. Besides, we can't predict what side

Bella exchanged astonished

can't

Mila's words and vehemently opposed them, sweating profusely as he got out