The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Ian caught the tie clip with a confused expression. "Mr. Salvador, what's this?"

Justin closed his eyes for a brief rest, loosening the knot of his tie, yet he still felt its stifling weight.

"Something from Clarice."

"Oh! Some random trash from that woman? No thanks!" Ian scoffed, tossing it away immediately. "I've got a girlfriend. I don't need misunderstandings."

"A girlfriend?" Justin asked, eyes still closed, brows slightly furrowed.

"Yeah, Rachel."

Justin frowned. "She's of age now?"

Ian laughed, exasperated. "She's a college student, Mr. Salvador. Do you really think I'm a monster?"

Justin's mind drifted back to the time he and Bella had helped save a girl named Rachel Meads. Fragments of that memory flashed in his mind, but then lan's voice broke through his thoughts.

"Mr. Salvador, look!"

his eyes wearily, but the sight before him made his heart

surrounded by a flurry of snowflakes. In the intense white light, her dark hair whipped around in the wind, as if it might carry her away

opened the car door and walked

with

cheeks were flushed from the cold. She must have been waiting outside for quite

lips parted, but he found himself unable to utter a single word. He remembered she hated the cold. Whenever it got chilly, she would always nestle into his arms, using his hands as her

expectation of his concern. She did not seem to mind his silence and just quietly waited for

"We can

slight distance that felt respectful yet unsettling

to give the former lovers

Bella

Justin replied, glancing at her from the corner of his eye,

say, "I don't need a gift,"

what you

his voice low.

to keep that

intensity. "Tomorrow at 3:00 p.m.,