The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Bella caught Jace off guard. In an instant, she had already torn open his collar, exposing his defined shoulder.

She was searching for a birthmark the size of a coin on his left shoulder. Hugh had a birthmark there; it was a faint pink mark that she remembered vividly.

The hope Bella had allowed herself to feel was quickly extinguished.

Instead of a birthmark, she was met with a long and vicious scar, two fingers wide, that snaked down his left shoulder.

The scar stood out starkly against his fair skin. It was gruesome.

As a former doctor for Doctors Without Borders, Bella had seen her fair share of injuries on the battlefield. Yet the severity of this scar sent a shiver down her spine. This was not an ordinary knife wound.

It looked like the aftermath of an explosion, a wound so severe it was as if he had been torn apart and stitched back together, skin and muscle pieced back like a grotesque puzzle. Could it be possible that...

"Ugh-!"

on the couch by Jace before she could process what was happening.

Jace hovered over her,

body. "Why do you have such terrible wounds?

mind like a bullet,

voice echoed from the deepest recesses of his distant memories, like a faint ethereal

sobbed softly, tears streaming down her

her hand to touch his face, but Jace abruptly

you try that again, not even Christopher will be

left her with a cold warning

to his room, the door tightly behind him. He leaned heavily against the door closed his eyes,