The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Clarice took a deep breath, maintaining her graceful demeanor. "Dr. Larson, you've misunderstood. I was just helping Mr. Justin with his tie. You don't have to make a big deal out of nothing." "He's got hands and feet, and at the very least, he has lan. Who are you to interfere?" Arnold shouted back.

The chemistry between people was a strange thing. From the moment Arnold met Clarice, he did not like her. She seemed fake. Additionally, he had heard from Asher, who knew some of the dirty secrets about the Salvador family, that the Salvador brothers were actually half-siblings who were always at odds.

Since Clarice had been linked to the eldest brother, this only made Arnold even more wary of her.

"Dr. Larson, I've already explained everything to Ms. Bella." Justin's thin lips pressed into a pale line, his voice low. "We've broken up."

Arnold's face changed dramatically. He staggered back a step, stunned.

"What did you say?"

Standing quietly to the side, Clarice's face remained composed, but the corner of her lips twitched.

Justin repeated, his

Arnold lunged forward, grabbing Justin by the collar, his

blood and was rushed

few days, Arnold had forced himself to suppress his anger, not wanting to bring up old wounds and make Bella feel worse. He knew that the fear, worry, and anxiety surrounding her only made her suffering harder to bear. Anyone who had witnessed the love that Justin and Bella once shared could

her after all they had been through? How could he bear the

deeply, and

coughed up blood? Because

deep breath, forcing himself to calm down before violently releasing his grip on Justin's collar. "Even if your love for her is gone, the

to protect, the one you worked so hard to be with Now you're giving up on her... Does your heart not feel the slightest bit of pain? Are you not afraid that one day you'll regret this more than

Arnold turned and