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."

her eyes, nudging a pebble away with her toe. "Your wheel must have been caught on a

heading back 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

sweating and panting

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

your condition, you shouldn't be going out alone. It's too risky." She kept her tone

wish I were healthy. If so, I wouldn't always be a

it and cleared

up to see Carrie

may I go with you? I'm really

her brother. I don't mind." With that, Bella turned and

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