The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Justin felt Bella's hand grow colder, and her breathing became heavy.

He knew she must have thought of those unpleasant memories and felt distressed.

Justin placed his warm palms on the back of her head, his slightly quivering lips kissing her forehead softly as he comforted her by the ear. "Bella, don't think about those unhappy things. Look, aren't I fine now? My wife is the best surgeon in the world to be able to stitch up this blockhead of mine. I feel smarter now."

Bella's breath hitched, and she shook her head.

She knew that old injury still lingered in his head, and it was never fully healed.

It was just that they had reconciled later, deep in love, and her affection highly eased his emotional and mental strain. The nerves in his brain no longer felt congested. Coupled with medication, his episodes happened less.

when he was stressed and tensed, he would endure it during the day and secretly get

but she shared a bed with

contracted, his stiffened face

brought had a knife with him, threatening me viciously to do their bidding... I didn't dare to refuse... Ah!" Gregory's eyes bulged, and he kicked the man to the ground. "If you say that Shannon is my woman once more, I'll cut off your tongue and feed it to the dogs! Don't think I'll let it go just because twenty years have passed. You treated the Salvador family's bloodline like a joke, taking away our dignity. Shannon can't repay

an affair with never truly cut ties with her. Not only that, he became her helper, willingly becoming a murderous tool for

woman he loved most, Mary, but she also became his wife. She had her bastard daughter enjoy the treatment of a wealthy

themselves, they might really deceive him for a lifetime, even taking the

from rage, his bloodshot eyes filled with distress for his grandson. "It's not enough that the evil woman caused Justin to lose his mother. Her lover even tried to kill my grandson! If not for my capable Anna performing surgery on Justin... Gregory, do you know your

paled as if he were struck by

calm face, which was a perfect combination of his and

for him and never once complied with his wishes, he was still his son, with the same blood running