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!"

let out a delicate cry, drawing the attention of everyone nearby,

panic, leaning into the man next to her, who had not moved a

causing both of them to be

shielding the woman

overflowed from her tear-filled eyes. The painful emotions

as though her heart had shattered

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

the troublemaking children while continuously apologizing to Justin and Clarice. 'I'm so sorry! Are you two alright? Would you like to come inside, warm

replied, his expression dark, standing still without even brushing the

kids. A

and kindly, then looked up at the tall man beside

the woman's affectionate gestures. "My apologies, Mr. Grant," Bella said, her eyes tinged with red as

quickly offered, 'T'll see

"No need. Please stay."