The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Bella wasted no time. She rushed to the hospital with Steven by her side.

On their way to the hospital, Steven noticed how pale Bella was. His heart was filled with worry, and he could not help but urge her.

"Ms. Bella, you should go back and rest. You haven't fully recovered yet. You're pushing yourself too hard now. This late-night rush will take a toll on your health."

"I'm alright. I'm just worried about Grandpa Nigel..." Bella closed her tear-filled eyes. She felt a sharp pain in her chest, a bitterness rising within her.

Nigel's sudden illness stemmed from his distress over his gravely injured, unconscious grandson.

Yet, the one who had inadvertently caused this tragedy was none other than herself, the granddaughter whom Nigel had always cherished as his own.

By the time they reached the hospital, Bella's cold sweat had drenched her suit. She felt her steps were unsteady, as if she were walking on clouds. Outside the hospital ward, Matt was already waiting.

"Uncle Matt, I'm sorry I'm late." Bella's voice choked as her eyes welled up with tears.

late. Please come

who had always been fearless

master, you're the one Mr. Salvador loves

turmoil and gently reassured her. "Go on, Ms. Thompson. Old Master

warm sunlight bathed the space where Nigel lay. He weakly propped up against the headboard,

Bella walked softly to the bedside, her voice

through his sickly demeanor as he reached

would...

with just a few simple words from Nigel, her defenses crumbled. Like a child who had done something wrong, she stood

sorry... It's all my fault...

knew... You'd say this the moment

her thin, cold hand, heartbroken by how much weight she had lost. "I've never blamed you. Remember, no matter what happens, you will always be most beloved child. I was worried you'd overthink things, that you'd exhaust yourself... That's why I had Matt reach out

Bella's delicate face. It was a sight that