The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

"I couldn't fall asleep since you hadn't returned home yet." Bella rushed to Justin's side, eager to assist him, as she helped him remove his suit and loosen his tie. Her nose curiously sniffed his collar. "Hmm? You didn't have any drinks tonight?"

"My older brother isn't well, so he doesn't drink. We only had tea tonight." Justin's left arm slid around her waist as his right hand worked on the buttons of his shirt. In a deep voice tinged with warmth and guilt, he continued, "I was chatting with Grandpa for a bit, and that's why I'm late. Sorry for keeping you waiting."

"What's wrong? You seem so low on energy tonight, like a poor little puppy."

Bella gently traced her fingers along his lovely eyes, her expression turning gentle. "Did your brother bully you? Did he give you a hard time?"

Suddenly, Bella's tone shifted. Pouting angrily, she declared, "If he dares to mess with you, I'll flip his wheelchair over! If he tries to bully my man, I'll make sure he spends the rest of his life crippled!"

Justin, who had been holding back his feelings, could no longer control himself. His eyes turned red, and he gazed at her intensely.

Without saying a word, he swept her up and carried her to the bedroom.

Bella was gently lowered onto the bed by his tall frame. Her partially opened silk robe gradually fell off her as they moved together. Justin's breath quickened, his gaze fiery and intense, drawing her in deeper as she burned with longing.

from his kisses

like it was melting into the bed,

momentarily made Justin forget about

finally exhausted, lying on the bed with

drifted off and murmured weakly, "What

to each other, his large hand covering the back of her hand, their fingers

across her shoulder

I will definitely protect you. No one will ever lay

Wilma, aware that Justin and Bella were attending a funeral that day, had woken up early to prepare a

let his beloved wife rest a bit longer, Justin brought the breakfast tray to their

She was extremely pampered.

the cup and drank the entire glass of milk in one go. There was a trace of milk at the corner of her mouth. Justin watched this and, in a husky voice,

"It was okay, hmm..."

and kissed her lips,