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

cried out at the top 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 her

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

alone had used up all her

she

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

pressed down on her, allowing the tip of the blade to

so astounded that she could hardly

I don't have 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 at least offer me

things... You killed so many innocent

found out that your location has been exposed and that you can't Keep hiding much longer, will make sure you are captured alive! I want you to confess all the terrible things you have done. It's the only way

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

than allow herself to be

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

in one swift gesture. He seemed completely unfazed even when the blade slashed his chest, leaving

he subdued Bella's wrists by pinning them above her head. Then he pressed his lips against hers and suffocated

as if he wanted to devour every part of her

end, and the first light of dawn was

speedboat had broken through the turbulent