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!"

the quick decision. "That way, we can drastically cut

a helicopter rescue. Bella and the caretaker worked together to lift Mrs. Iverson's stiff body from the wheelchair

opened Mrs. Iverson's eyelids and

heart pounded harder, and doubt gnawed at

her tongue was turning a purplish

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

she could do was try to ease Mrs. Iverson's

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

Iverson! Please hang in there! Hang in

with worry as she helped the medical staff Mrs.Overson onto a

Bella's

wanted to say something, but no words came

I'm here with you! I'm

in such pain