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

lunged forward, grabbing Justin by the collar, his knuckles white

broken-her heart is shattered, and her body's been ruined. Just an hour ago, she coughed up blood and was rushed to the ICU! She's still unconscious! Even if you don't love her anymore, where's your sense of responsibility? You just walked away? Have you

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 never accept the way things had

longer loved her after all

brows furrowed deeply, and his

up blood?

took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down before violently releasing his grip on Justin's collar.

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

and