The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

In the quiet of the night, Drew settled down in the guest room while the couple cuddled on their bed.

Justin held Bella in his arms, occasionally kissing her still-warm forehead. Her high fever had subsided a little, and it was not burning anymore.

Bella felt limp and weak, but being in the man's embrace and taken care of made her feel comfortable. Her cheeks were rosy as she whimpered like a kitten.

The sickly beauty looked pitiful, her eyes glistening. It aroused Justin's desire to ravage her.

But Justin would not bully her anymore. The more he loved her, the more he needed to restrain himself.

"Did Drew say anything else to you after that?" Bella could not help worrying. After all, Drew had a sharp tongue that he inherited from Wyatt.

Justin shook his head slightly and tucked her under the blanket. "Rest well. Sleep early and recover soon. We have an early morning the day after."

"Yeah. We need to attend Yasmin's funeral." Bella's heart felt a pang of pain, tears welling in her eyes. "The things that happened recently are too saddening. I hope a tragedy like this will never, ever happen again. I hope everyone can find their happiness."

will, Bella. We will." Justin pressed his lips against hers, murmuring

saw Drew's repulsive attitude today. It seems like he won't get

thought for a while and asked softly,

removed her uterus, but nobody forced

"No... I forced her. Back then, I said a lot of hurtful words to slander her to prevent her from joining our family, and I looked down on her background. I said she hooked up with Wyatt to climb the social ladder, to use Wyatt's influence to

she removed her uterus, using her actions to prove she did not choose to follow Wyatt because

listened quietly, feeling a sense of sorrow. At the same time, he raised his hand to

choice was right, but I also can't blame or hate her. Like Aunt Mila and Aunt

Perhaps because of my youthful arrogance and rash words, Aunt Sasha lost her right to

immediately covered her mouth, his chest heaving. He was in so much pain that it felt like a knife had carved a hole

be bound to me for the rest of

place of indulgence and debauchery in Pivotage

was negotiating

could open up new opportunities, and their initial investment would multiply