The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Chapter 1996

Taylor opened his mouth anxiously but did not know what to say.

"Taylor, did the Boss cheat me?" Christopher suddenly asked hoarsely, "Is this medicine poison? Will I be dependent on it for the rest of my life?"

Before Taylor could respond, Christopher laughed self-deprecatingly. "Even if it is, it does not matter. After all, my life belongs to him. If he wants it back one day, I will have no complaints. I just can't bear to leave Bella. If I really can't stay with her, I hope that the person who can accompany her until the end of her life will be me."

At that moment, a minuscule waterproof camera at the bottom of the vase of red roses that Christopher had carefully tended to have recorded everything that was happening in the room.

For so long, this madman had turned over and taken apart everything in this private room, from the ashtrays and vases to the coffee tables and sofas. Only this pot of roses he had tended to with all his heart was safe. He refused to let anyone touch it. If someone touched it and a petal fell, they would die.

How could he have thought that someone would hide a bug there?

president

the Salvador Corporation building. He walked in with his head

Asher and Arnold. Justin had been working continuously

barefoot to the bedside and sat down. The man's muscular chest was exposed, dotted with red marks. There was even a bite

lips together,

peaceful and steady, and his thin lips were slightly curled into a satisfied

to come back and pamper

a flushed face, leaned down to kiss

who had woken up at some point, still had his eyes closed. He grabbed the back of her

Bella's teeth parted, and