The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Arnold had been trying his best to hold back his emotions, but the moment he heard Asher's voice, he burst into tears. "I can't take it anymore... I feel so bad for Bella!"

"Sweetheart, don't cry." Asher quickly comforted him, his voice raspy with emotion.

"I know you care about Bella. We all do. But don't worry, she had an acute stomach bleed, and now she's awake. The doctor said it was caused by excessive grief, overdrinking, and irregular eating. Besides, Bella already had stomach problems from her days in the field, treating patients under extreme conditions, barely able to eat properly."

Arnold looked shocked. "Bella was on the battlefield?!"

"During the war in Kridor, she served as a volunteer doctor, helping countless civilians and soldiers from the peacekeeping forces." Asher's tone softened with a mix of pride and sorrow as he mentioned it. "My God... Everyone in your family has a big heart! Kridor was not only at war but was running rampant with terrorists looting and killing. Bella was just a girl, and she went into such dangerous conditions. How could you let her go?!"

Asher was silent for a moment, then took a deep breath, his voice trembling slightly. "We didn't want her to go, but she was determined to follow Justin. Wherever he went, she would go. None of us could stop her."

was taken aback. "Bella went

mission," Asher said, his voice tight.

a complete scumbag! He's been getting cozy with that female doctor who works with Grant, and I caught them myself. I slapped that bastard and told him he was

again as he sobbed. "Asher, honestly... Justin might

"Arnold..."

but he pushes her away and gets close to another woman instead... Asher, who could handle that kind of fall? regret saving him! I should have just drugged him and left him in a coma. It

"Fate is beyond our control. If they're meant to be, Justin will rediscover his love for her. If not, then this might be the best Over outcome.

I finish up, I'll go visit

wait a couple of days. Bella

don't forget, your birthday is the day after tomorrow." Arnold sniffled, glancing at the wedding ring on his finger, a smile spreading across his face. "You know mine not

out a low chuckle. "Then, don't work overtime the day after