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.

dare to touch me...

of her lungs. Her

when she went to see Jace, he had forgotten to put away the fruit knife he used to cut apples with and left in a hurry. She took the chance to swipe the knife and kept it under

anesthetic. Though she could still manage small movements, she could

gesture alone had used up

her at all, she swore that she

grinned. An eerily tender look came upon his eyes as

on her, allowing the tip of the blade to sink into his

so astounded that she could hardly hold the knife

long to live anyway." Christopher shuddered from the 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

so many terrible things... You killed so many innocent people.

that your location has

that Christopher was determined to make her his woman in

rather die than allow

features were twisted sadistically as he howled with laughter. "But Bella, you of all people should know that I

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

them above her head. Then he pressed his

was as if he wanted to devour every part of her and fuse her body

was coming to an end, and the first light of

had broken through the turbulent waves, drawing closer