The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Suddenly, a blur passed in front of him, and he felt a warm hand supporting his back, one hand gripping his arm.

"Careful!"

Grant looked up in surprise, meeting a pair of clear, bright eyes. He felt his heart skip a beat.

Bella mustered her strength and wheeled him back onto level ground. As she leaned over him, a few strands of her hair brushed against his face.

Grant clenched his jaw and smiled wryly. "I really have to thank you, Ms. Thompson. If not for you, I would be staying here tonight too."

"It's nothing. I did what anyone would do."

nudging a pebble away with her toe. "Your wheel must have been caught on a stone. That was really dangerous. Why

to Meridan soon and wanted to visit my sister before leaving. I was just in the café next to the hospital, buying coffee for the doctors and nurses taking care of my sister. Clarice

still sweating

ever seen the eldest Salvador impeccably composed. Even bound in a wheelchair, he

brother, you're concerned about Carrie. But given your condition, you shouldn't be going out alone. It's too risky." She kept her tone

I can't help but wish I were healthy. If so,

concealed it and

going up

with you? I'm really worried about her." Grant pleaded, his eyes filled with

you're her brother. I don't mind." With that,

a coughing fit behind her, accompanied by the man's heavy breathing,