The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

"Mmm... Mmm!" Mrs. Iverson's eyes rolled back, her fingers stretched wide, and she started frothing at the mouth.

Bella froze, her breath hitching in her throat. It looked like a seizure, or maybe a stroke.

At this moment, overwhelming guilt surged through her.

Her harsh words clearly shocked Mrs. Iverson so much that she collapsed.

If Mrs. Iverson suffered any harm because of her, Bella would feel overwhelmed with guilt and regret, unable to find any peace.

Bella quickly called for the staff.

However, the doctors at the nursing home's clinic were not professional enough to handle this kind of emergency. They would have to call an ambulance.

"Oh my god... What are we going to do?!" Watching Mrs. Iverson in pain, the caretaker was on the verge of tears. "Even if we call an ambulance, the nursing home is so far from the hospital. How can we possibly get there in time?"

"We can call for a helicopter rescue!"

sweat as she made the quick decision. "That way, we can drastically cut down on travel

Bella and the caretaker worked together to lift Mrs. Iverson's stiff body

eyelids

harder, and doubt gnawed

seemed to be suffering from a sudden illness. However, her tongue was turning a purplish blue, and faint rashes were

was full of suspicion. But without any medical equipment, there was not much she could

try to ease Mrs. Iverson's

into the nursing home's back garden. Its blades whipped

hang in

heart burned with worry as she helped the

clung to Bella's hand like it was her

wanted to say something, but

with you! I'm right

extremely guilty. Seeing Mrs. Iverson in such