The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

The hospital corridor was silent early in the morning, while the lights in the operating room had been on for ten hours.

Justin's lean figure sat unmovingly on the long bench. He had a calm expression, but his heavy gaze and bulging veins on his arms revealed his nervousness.

However, the people more nervous than him were the Jones siblings sitting opposite him, Coral and Jerell.

Jerell still did not know that his sister was suffering in the Iverson family. He was in disbelief that the people who ultimately stepped in to save his father were not the Iversons, whom they had always relied on, but Bella Thompson.

After half an hour, the lights went out.

The siblings grasped each other's hand tightly, and Justin stood up.

When the door opened, Bella walked out of the operation room, dressed in green surgical robes, looking exhausted.

Her palm-sized face was covered by the mask, only revealing her clear, gentle eyes.

heart suddenly pounded

so similar to Little Dove, who fought alongside

how could

could she appear on Kridor's battlefield

he told her everything about him. How could she not speak a word of such

be the Little Dove, the one he had been searching

into fists, the air he breathed into his lungs turning into invisible blades that stirred

lump formed in his throat.

"Ms. Bella, my father..."

She was filled with anxiety but did not dare to

face. She heaved a breath of relief. "The surgery was very successful, and

hearing it, Justin's anxious heart finally settled. He immediately went forward to hold his