The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Chapter 2095

The air turned heavy and suffocating

Drew confirmed the suspicions Declan first gathered from their father.

This sent waves of turbulent emotions crashing through him.

Declan's usually unshakable demeanor faltered as if he had lost all strength, leaving him drained and weakened.

"Dec, our father's health is only being held together by the combined efforts of Ash, Arnold, Bella, and Justin. He can't withstand any more shocks or disturbances. If you can't manage your relationship with that princess, it will inevitably pose a huge threat to the Thompson family in the future."

Drew narrowed his eyes, his expression cold as ice. "If you can't handle it, I can do it for you. My words can be just as ruthless."

"No. There's no need for that."

Declan lowered his long lashes to hide his pain. His voice was rough and almost unrecognizable. “I've already made it very clear to her that we're finished. I've also told her we'll never have further contact. I only brought her back tonight because I didn't want her to be a drunk girl lying alone in the corridor. There's nothing more than that."

Seeing his gloomy brother, Drew sighed in resignation and placed a heavy hand on his shoulder. "Let's go, Dec. If we don't, Bella will start to worry."

The two brothers left the room.

As the door closed behind them with a creak, another door slowly opened.

Annabeth looked shattered, her face pale

disbelief, shaking her head as searing pain

drunk

not expect the royal family to

like Romeo and Juliet,

doorframe, slowly sank to the ground, her tears falling drop by

good news tonight was that Carrie finally

toddler, her ability to speak was nothing short

younger generation's eyes filled with tears. Nigel held his granddaughter tightly, weeping uncontrollably,

pregnancy private. She planned to inform Celeste and Steven first while everyone was out watching the aurora. After that, she would prepare Wyatt for the news

way, he would be mentally ready to become a grandfather and avoid an

before the dressing mirror, wearing the deep gray suit Bella had lovingly hand- stitched for him when she was still Anna

dignified, self-disciplined, and profound demeanor. "How noticeable are the repairs on the suit, Ian?" Justin asked, anxiously examining his

around the man, inspecting him from all angles. He touched his chin thoughtfully." Well, if you look up

throat tightened with sorrow. "There's no such thing as perfect. No matter how skilled the tailor is, you can still see the damage. It cannot be fully repaired. It's all my fault for ruining

Mr. Salvador! It wasn't the Young Madam's

vile woman's name. It

suit pocket and

a ten-carat teardrop-shaped pink diamond, adorned with delicate white diamonds on the base, sparkling like a constellation

of the diamond

effort into choosing the raw stone, designing, and crafting this