The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

At this moment, a fierce inner conflict was raging in Bella's mind, with her angel and demon voices clashing.

'Bella, you've finally seen through that scoundrel, haven't you? He's just a scumbag who can't change his ways, a cheater who jumps from one woman to the next. You should give up on him already! Don't let yourself be fooled again!'

'Bella, don't give up on him! Justin only became like this because of his head injury. It's not that he doesn't want to see you. Stop overthinking!'

'Ugh! Stop making excuses for a scumbag! Even if he no longer loves Bella, he still has the memories from their time together. How could he just throw away all those unforgettable moments? Instead, he flaunts his new relationship with another woman as if none of it ever mattered!'

'What you're saying is completely unreasonable! With that logic, should people never be allowed to break up just because they once dated? Besides, what do memories even count for? Memories don't matter!'

Amidst the snowfall, Bella came to an abrupt halt, standing in the biting chill that cut through her thin frame and dried her tears. All other noise in her mind faded away, leaving only that one sentence, echoing endlessly. 'Memories don't matter...'

Right. To Justin, Bella was someone he buried in the past. He had moved on while she

pitifully stuck in place, endlessly drowning

heard someone calling her name. But her mind was blank, and her body felt frozen stiff, unable

yanked her out of the mire

to reality, only to see a small truck hurtling toward

and screamed, "The brakes aren't working! Get out of the

it felt like her feet were weighed down. She could not move in time! At that moment, Justin rushed to

as he rushed forward using

saw a figure dart ahead of him, embracing the frail

and shielded Bella's body with his own, and

as she opened her eyes, catching a faint, slightly bitter scent of medicine. What she saw