The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

"Justin's heart spasmed with pain. He stood rooted in place, looking helpless and distressed.

Suddenly, Drew stood up and grabbed Justin by the collar, glaring at him with sharp eyes. "What the hell did you do to my sister?! Did you force her into some S&M play yesterday?!""

"No..."

"Then why is she covered in bruises?! Fuck! Even if you're playing, you should be the masochist!"

Drew's knuckles turned white. He used so much force that he even yanked off the button at Justin's collar. The two men's noses were almost touching. "Bella was doted on like a princess by us brothers, but she has only suffered misfortunes since she started dating you. Now, you're even bullying her in bed?!

"How could you be such a monster?! Since you said you love her, you should be considerate of her feelings! How could you just get yourself off and neglect my sister's well-being?! Justin, just you wait! I'll ask that old maid of yours to count my sister's injuries. Then I'll return them to you tenfold!"

Justin could see that Drew was genuinely angry. The only person who could make Drew lose composure like this was Bella.

"Drew..." Bella, burning from the fever, struggled to open her eyes.

"I'm here, Bella. I'm right here!"

Drew angrily pushed Justin aside and squatted by the bed, touching her forehead. His own forehead was also covered in a thin layer of sweat. "It's too hot. I could even fry an egg!"

"You're so noisy..." Bella used all her strength to raise her hand, flicking Drew's forehead lightly. "A patient needs to rest... You're intentionally keeping me awake..."

At this moment, Wilma rushed in with fever medicine and water. She took a thermometer and placed it on Bella's forehead.

Beep!

39.8

to kill even cancer cells, and you're

you're a fool! What

with regret. He had hurt the person he loved the most

to change Bella's clothes while Drew turned away, his broad shoulders trembling in

as they pleased. Wilma helped her put on a coat,

her when Drew roughly pushed him away, refusing to

carry you." Drew squatted with his

thought and did not

"Get lost."

pursed his dry lips, at a loss

sick as a child, we would carry her to the hospital

little girl, she rode on my back if she was in a bad mood. Justin, you said you love her, but I don't think you're doing nearly enough. I'm a little

a brother who truly loved

face was pale as he clenched

Bella moaned weakly, insisting on

in front of you guys... He panics so

bullying him... I know he didn't do it on

spoiling him

Drew was pissed off, but looking at how Bella spoke for Justin,

my husband. Who's gonna spoil

a hard life... He finally tasted something sweet from me, so he's a little overwhelmed. Don't be

an intense wave of