The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

The moment their lips met, an overwhelming surge of emotion-fierce and unrestrained- rushed from Justin's chest straight to his mind, consuming him entirely.

Bella's soft body was pinned beneath him. His lips and tongue invaded clumsily yet

forcefully, while her eyes glistened with unshed tears.

At first, she resisted gently, her breath unsteady. But soon, she succumbed to the kiss she had longed for, her back arching upward as her small hands clutched at the lapels of his suit, eagerly returning his kiss.

Their breaths mingled, creating a perfect harmony of desire.

Justin's deep gaze lingered on her delicate nose and her tear-filled eyes, his passion intensifying.

In the stillness of the room, their entwined bodies spoke volumes of longing without uttering a word.

sound of a phone ringing

them jolted awake, as though pulled from a dream. At the same time, Justin felt a sharp, debilitating pain crash through his head, spreading

her lips, stood up, and

hospital bed, her slender hand reaching out in the direction he had

her lips, swollen and reddened from the kiss. She swallowed the growing ache in her heart as she picked up the still-ringing phone

so early?" Bella, trying to steady her breath,

and apologetic. "Bella, I'm sorry... Did I disturb you?" Bella forced a light tone, wiping away the lingering tears at the corner of her eyes. "It's fine. I was already awake. We're best friends;

to Grant lately?" Yvonne's voice suddenly shifted, growing

sat up straight. "Not particularly close. It's just that he saved me the

head is a mess right now." Yvonne took a deep breath, her voice shaking. "Yesterday, I ran into Grant when I was volunteering at the orphanage. As I passed by him, I

Boss behind Christopher."

the previous moments vanishing as a cold chill crept in.