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.

was the reason Justin was in such

deserved the slap. She deserved to

Smack-!

Bella's thin body trembled.

the slap never landed

opened her tear-filled

made her

and stopped his raised hand mid-air, preventing it from coming

the fact

He was standing!

legs!" Gregory stared at his eldest son,

gaze moved up and down as he took in the tall,

what, you shouldn't resort

so intense it could draw one in like a whirlpool. "Justin chose protect the person he loves.