The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Christopher was not going to touch her at all.

That was because he loved her so much that he was afraid of hurting her. He did not have the heart to do so.

Furthermore, he was just as much aware of how informal and improper the wedding was. It was completely absurd to begin with. However, he could not accept that Bella would not at least go along with the arrangement, knowing that he was nearing his death. He was anguished that she would not do the bare minimum for him.

Bella watched as he removed his shirt and exposed the pale white skin of his chest.

Beads of sweat trickled down his body, which was flushed red from the excitement coursing through his veins.

Her eyes widened in horror while her cheeks flushed red from a mix of horror and embarrassment.

The pain was beyond description. She could feel every pore of her skin and every inch of her nerves burning.

Christopher shifted his bony fingers toward her nightgown and prepared to tear it off.

Just as he was about to do so, he caught a gleam of light reflected off a metallic surface. His breathing stopped in an instant.

Bella produced a sharp knife out of nowhere and pressed it against his chest before he could even react.

She only needed to nudge the blade forward to plunge it into his heart!

"Bella, where did you get this from?' After Christopher recovered from his shock, he smiled gently and seemed bizarrely composed.

touch

top of her

put away the fruit knife he used to cut apples

a small amount of anesthetic. Though she could still manage small movements, she

had used up all

all, she swore

An eerily tender look came upon his eyes as he began to

down on her, allowing the tip of the

that she could hardly hold the knife

pain while blood slowly streamed from the tip of the knife. "I have a terminal illness, and I am going to die soon. Will you at least offer me some

terrible things... You killed so many innocent people. This is what

wedding is because you found out that

planned to confront him directly in such a dramatic fashion, until she realized that Christopher was determined to

rather die than allow herself to be tainted by

of all people should know that I am a twisted man. I am

snatched the knife away in one swift gesture. He seemed completely unfazed even when the

subdued Bella's wrists by pinning them above her head. Then

to devour every part of her and fuse her body into

an end, and the first light of

had broken through the turbulent waves, drawing closer