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!"

eyes wearily, but the sight before him made his heart

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

opened the car door and walked

Bella greeted him with a faint smile,

cold. She must have

remembered she hated the cold. Whenever it got chilly, she would always nestle into his

Bella's voice was soft, lacking any expectation of his concern. She did not seem to mind his silence and just

lips pressed together. "We

keeping a slight distance that felt respectful yet unsettling to

to give

Bella broke

her from the corner of his eye, his throat

"I don't need a gift,"

you promised

froze, his voice

to keep that

fingers, her gaze smoldering with intensity. "Tomorrow at 3:00 p.m., I