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."

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

in the café next to the hospital, buying coffee for the doctors and nurses taking care of my sister. Clarice stepped into the supermarket nearby, so I was just waiting by myself. That's when I got a call from Paul. I rushed over alone because I was

was still sweating and

Even bound in a wheelchair, he always managed to maintain a dignified posture. She had

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

showed a resigned smile. "At times like these, I can't help but wish I were healthy. If so, I wouldn't always be

his words, but she quickly concealed it and cleared her

I'll be going up to

you don't mind, may I go with you? I'm really worried about her." Grant pleaded, his eyes filled with

don't mind." With that,

the man's heavy