The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

"Is Grant capable in bed? Our little sister has been spoiled by Justin in that regard. Can she tolerate a man with erectile dysfunction?"

Asher was speechless. "Grant may have some health concerns, but he's still a fully functioning man."

Axel rolled his eyes at him. "Besides, my wife has a saying."

Ralph asked, "What?"

"The way to test if a man is lustful is to check his breath. If he's still breathing, it means he's lustful."

Asher and Ralph were left speechless.

"So, even if Grant is bound to a wheelchair, how could he not be tempted? Bella is so exceptional and beautiful I don't believe it!"

In the hospital room, Grant opened the thermos and poured out a small bowl of warm soup. He even set aside a few delicate side dishes on the bedside table.

Bella smiled halfheartedly. "Thank you, but I really don't have much of an appetite right now."

said nothing, simply offering the bowl of soup to

Bella's nose, and her

"This... This is..."

Wilma herself. She prepared all these." Grant's smile was as gentle as ever. "So, are you feeling

her voice a little hoarse. "How did

also from the Salvador family. I grew up in Tideview Manor. Wilma was hired as my

held the bowl of soup, his gaze sincere. "So, Wilma didn't just watch Justin grow up; she watched me grow up too. Asking her to make you a

him with her wide, dark eyes,

she took care of you for a long time. You two are close." Grant was sharp enough

wrong, the more he spoke humbly, the more anxious Bella

the bowl. But her body was still

the bowl almost slipped, Grant quickly steadied her hand. The cool touch

she thought of

felt warm to the touch. She loved holding his hands endlessly, especially

filled with tears, turning