The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

"Mr. Salvador," Clarice said as she stood up and walked over to him with a bright smile. "Ms. Amaryllis."

"There was an injured little animal at your place, so I treated it without asking first. I hope that didn't break any of the Salvador family rules." Clarice spoke in a soft, gentle tone, her voice carrying a subtle, captivating lilt as her eyes shone with affection.

Justin's expression remained cold and distant. "No, not at all. Ms. Amaryllis, helping an injured animal is a kind thing to do. We should be thanking you instead."

"When I was working as a doctor for Doctors Without Borders in Kridor, I would treat the wounds of injured soldiers and civilians. I didn't think this skill would come in handy with small animals too," Clarice said with a light sigh and a shake of her head.

Justin's intense gaze suddenly flickered with emotion as old memories flooded his mind. For a moment, those distant, hazy recollections wrapped around him like a soft, misty veil.

Years ago, while on a dangerous mission infiltrating a terrorist group in Kridor, he was gravely injured, slashed on the arm, and shot in the leg. He barely survived, and it was "Little Dove" who courageously tended to his wounds and ensured his safe return to camp, ultimately saving his leg.

"Ugh... What's going on? I'm suddenly feeling dizzy." Clarice frowned, her slim figure swaying unsteadily.

the next second, she unexpectedly

to reality, but it was too

Amaryllis, be

and caught Clarice, steadying her. Justin quickly stepped back,

fingers curling slightly as a cold look flashed in

Justin said sternly

not that fragile," Clarice snapped, shoving him away

weak

at Tideview Manor. Even though he had been gone for over ten years, his room at Tideview

You don't have to worry about it anymore,"

pills. He replied,

dying old man. Even if he wanted to, he's too weak to do anything. Besides, you're his oldest grandson. How could he hurt you?" Clarice said