The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Chapter 2270

Asher said, "But I love him... I can't stop loving him."

Bella squeezed her eyes shut, trying to stop her tears. Arnold often seemed like a gender-reversed version of herself. Her brother's feelings for Arnold mirrored the intense affection she once had for Justin. If the love wasn't deeply ingrained, why would he be so indulgent and accepting?

"Bella... I was wrong, terribly wrong." Asher's broad shoulders shook violently as he spoke. "I was indeed attracted by Arnold's appearance, but what I love is his soul. But I feared that Arnold would leave me because of my past with Kairos... So I couldn't be honest with him. I was too ashamed to speak up. I wanted to give him the perfect love story. I was wrong... Had I known... Had I known...

His voice choked up, unable to continue. The rose he clutched had its thorns driven deep into his palm.

Bella collected herself and asked softly, "Ash, before you came here, you received a call. Who was it from?" "Elio... He was like a brother to Kairos when he was in the orphanage. They were as close as blood-related brothers, and both were my core subordinates when I led Overcast."

"Was this person secretly bothering you all along?"

hasn't appeared since." Bella's brow furrowed in concern. "Why now? Why wait until today? Was it just so you could have an '

publicly known and widely discussed, even trending online. Kairos must have known that Asher had found someone who looked remarkably like his brother. To stay silent for a year and then

later. You're injured, and I need to get you to the hospital first." Bella stepped forward to support

blood, the pain in his left eye blinding him. "I don't love anyone else...

at his scarred face with heartbreaking pain. "I'll talk to Arnold. He loves

stopped him. She was worried about his eye injury and knew that, given the current situation, it was best for

to the hospital while Bella tried to reach Arnold without success. The city was vast, and even with all her resources, finding Arnold seemed like searching for a needle

Desperate, she contacted Drew.

later, Drew reported back, "Arnold is at the Savrow airport waiting area. He's booked the next flight to Meridan, and the flight is scheduled to

car speeding through the night. Despite the headlights, visibility was poor, and the recently fallen snow made driving dangerous. But

to 180 km/h, her skills tested by the slippery roads. She had to reach the airport before the plane