The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Hearing that Justin had woken up, Bella burst into tears. Her slender body slowly crouched down as she curled into a ball, trembling in the cold wind.

"Ms. Bella..." Steven's eyes reddened as he watched her from the side. He felt like his heart was about to shatter.

Ever since Justin fell into a coma, Bella had been living in a daze. Each day felt like an eternity.

Though she was still alive, the vibrant young lady, once as radiant as a rose with her lively, spirited gaze, had disappeared.

Bella carried immense weight on her shoulders. She constantly blamed herself and battled inner turmoil for the incident.

She was awake, yet slipping into madness.

"My dear, why are you crying? Justin woke up! You should be happy!" Nigel's voice came through the phone as he comforted Bella. He could not help but worry about her, too. "My dear, are you outside in this cold weather?"

"Grandpa Nigel... I'm outside the hospital." Bella choked between sobs, warm tears flowing through her fingers.

shocked and concerned. "You're still outside the hospital at this

Nigel... I want to see

I are on our way to the hospital now. Anna, don't

...

seated in a wheelchair, with Matt pushing him.

they rushed to

door, the Salvador family's bodyguards stood on high alert, but with the Old Master present, who would dare stop them? Each one of the bodyguards bowed respectfully as they entered. "Justin! My dear grandson!" Nigel could not wait any longer. With Matt's help, he

his pale grandson, whose once bright eyes now appeared dim and lifeless,

up! That's all that matters!" Gregory heaved

the worry had been gnawing at him for days, leaving him sleepless

at the door, too afraid to enter the room. His voice caught in his throat as ran over,

the urgent desire to see Justin. She felt the longing would burst from her chest, shaking her to her core.