The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Although Bella still had injuries and walked with a limp, she refused to remain bedridden and idle. After another week of recovery, she left the hospital, despite using crutches and wearing a cast on her left leg. She did not inform her father or Mila about her discharge, but Asher, Axel, Roza, and Steven came to pick her up. Their presence filled her heart with warmth.

"Bella, are you really done with Justin?" Roza clung to Bella's frail arm, tears brimming in her eyes.

"Yeah, it's over." Bella smiled gently, her tone light with a sense of relief. "We loved each other passionately and sincerely. That's enough. No regrets."

Roza's eyes reddened. "How could you not have regrets? After all this time, he never proposed, never gave you the grand wedding everyone would envy... He still owes you so much! How can you say the love is over?" "Roza, even if Justin owed me, he's risked his life for me countless times these past two years. He's paid it back in full."

Bella fought to keep her emotions in check, her lips curling into a faint, bitter smile. "This time, I'm the one who owes him. Letting him live freely without burden or pressure-that will be my repayment to him."

Roza, unwilling to accept it, looked pleadingly at her husband.

were tightly pressed together, his face filled

then, a knock sounded at

travel-worn. His eyes warmed with

"Drew, you're back."

sorry I'm late." Drew exhaled lightly, his heart anxious. "How's Bella? Is

good that you're here. Bella's left foot is still in a cast, but the rest of her injuries

with

"Drew, this is-*

her into his arms. His large hand rested tenderly on her waist as

the girl's completely

blushed, her fair cheeks turning