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.

you dare to touch

the top of

Jace, he had forgotten to put away the fruit knife he used to cut apples with and left in

injected her with a small amount of anesthetic. Though she could still manage

gesture alone had used up all

Christopher touched her at all, she swore that she would kill

grinned. An eerily tender look came upon his eyes

pressed down on her, allowing the tip of the blade

that she could hardly hold the knife

blood slowly streamed from the tip of the knife. "I have a

done so many terrible things... You killed

such a rush to hold a wedding is because you found out that your location

him directly in such a dramatic fashion, until she realized that Christopher was determined to make her his woman

much rather die than allow herself to be tainted

with laughter. "But Bella, you of all people should know that I am a twisted man. I am the devil, I can't have you, Justin

away in one swift gesture. He seemed completely unfazed

head. Then he pressed

to devour every part of her and fuse her

coming to an end, and the first light

broken through the turbulent waves, drawing