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!"

made the quick decision. "That way, we

the caretaker worked together to lift Mrs. Iverson's stiff body from the wheelchair and lay her down on the

Mrs. Iverson's eyelids and did a quick

and

definitely seemed to be suffering from a sudden illness. However, her tongue

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

to ease Mrs.

garden. Its blades whipped up fierce winds

Iverson! Please hang in there! Hang in

being. Her heart burned with worry as she helped the medical staff Mrs.Overson

to Bella's

her face. She wanted to say

with

Iverson in such pain was torture