The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Although Nigel was Gregory's father, he still wanted to protect his beloved Anna. Gathering his strength, Nigel sternly rebuked.

"What do you mean by that? Justin hasn't lost an arm or a leg. He's just temporarily unconscious! Are you cursing your son?! If you think your son is beyond saving, instead of yelling around here, why don't you go and prepare for his funeral? Maybe it'll bring him some luck!"

"Dad, even now, you're still siding with this girl?!" Gregory's rage was uncontrollable as he glared at Bella, his eyes bloodshot with anger.

"I'm beginning to think this girl is a jinx to my son! What did Justin ever do to deserve this from you?! Why are you tormenting him like this?!"

Bella, usually sharp-tongued, remained silent, enduring all the blame. She clenched her fingers tightly but did not utter a word.

Her silence only fueled Gregory's fury. In a fit of impulsive rage, he raised his arm and was about to slap her pale face.

"Gregory, stop!" Nigel's eyes widened in shock, but his frail body was too weak to intervene.

Bella closed her swollen eyes. She did not dodge the slap because she felt that she deserved it.

reason Justin was in

deserved the slap. She deserved to

Smack-!

Bella's thin body trembled.

never landed

slowly opened her

her breath

stopped his raised hand

was the fact that this man was not in

He was standing!

your... Your legs!" Gregory stared at his eldest son, widening

and down as he took in the tall, dignified

you shouldn't

could draw one in like a whirlpool. "Justin chose protect the person he loves. That was his own decision. I don't think Ms. Thompson is at fault.