The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

At the same time, Justin also noticed Bella with Grant.

This harmonious scene was one he had seen before, etched in the black-and-white memories of his past. He had once watched her play and watched her laugh.

Time had passed, and now, another man stood in the place he had once occupied. Back then, it was he who had initiated the breakup, telling her not to waste time on him and advising her to find a better suitor.

Yet, as he watched his older brother clearly harbor feelings for Bella and saw how happy they seemed together, a bitter taste spread in Justin's mouth, one he couldn't describe.

Justin's fingers curled slightly, veins bulging on the back of his hand. It felt like there was a bee in his mouth, stinging the tip of his tongue. A faint pain and numbness quietly spread throughout his body.

As Justin's thoughts wandered, several cold snowflakes drifted down, brushing across his sharply defined face.

"Watch out!"

Suddenly, a large chunk of snow dislodged from a trembling, high tree branch, hurtling toward Justin and Clarice.

"Ah!"

cry, drawing the attention of everyone nearby,

in panic, leaning into

that moment, Justin instinctively bent his head and leaned forward slightly, causing both of them to

like the man was shielding

tear-filled eyes. The

that moment, she felt as though her heart had shattered into

them not to kick the tree, but they just wouldn't listen! Now

the troublemaking children while continuously apologizing to Justin and Clarice. 'I'm so sorry! Are you

still without even brushing the snow off

kids will be kids. A little mischief is

up at the tall man beside her, gently brushing the snow from

affectionate gestures. "My apologies, Mr. Grant," Bella said, her eyes tinged with red as she withdrew her pained gaze. Her voice was hoarse. "I have something

quickly offered, 'T'll see you

"No need. Please stay."