The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

After several days apart, the man who had once been refined, dignified, and full of confidence was now gone without a trace.

Sitting before her was Christopher, his complexion dark and tired, his usually meticulous hair slightly messy, and his once sharp eyes filled with red bloodshot lines.

The former Chairman Iverson, once noble and poised, was now nothing more than a fallen, destitute prisoner.

But even in this state, upon hearing that Bella had come to see him, Christopher still made an excuse to visit the restroom, combing his messy hair and quickly washing his face.

The pride of being the Iverson family's young master had been thoroughly shattered in his first year in Sentania when he was still young.

From that moment on, the world no longer had Young Master Iverson, only Christopher, who climbed up over the bones of countless people, corrupted by evil and driven only by hatred.

He cleaned himself up because he was going to see Bella.

Yes, he still loved her.

But he had come to fully understand that, from the beginning, he was never worthy of her. Forcing something that was not meant to have harmed both of them.

the glass, Christopher and Bella locked eyes. He looked at her quietly,

wound on his forehead. Indifferently, she asked, "Did you get beaten

briefly, the corners of his pale

who hate me. I'm ruthless, cruel, and a villain

There's no reason

don't I?" Christopher smiled weakly but was still sincere in every word he

been the most peaceful time I've had in over a decade. I seemed to possess everything, but I had nightmares night after night. When I woke up in the morning, all I could

for half his lifetime on the table. "Actually, my shortsightedness isn't

slightly. "With your personality, you wouldn't just surrender quietly. I

law and face judgment?" Christopher's

was gentle and lingering as if it were

not erase the endless pain and resentment in Bella's

"Bella, you've lost weight.

tracing her features again and again, greedily wanting to imprint this final image of her into his memory and take it with him to the

piercing emotion inside her. "I know asking you is likely in vain because you hate Justin. I

to tell me, consider