The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Bella decisively let go of Justin's hand and opened the car door.

"Mr. Salvador, see you there."

Justin's fingers curled instinctively when he felt the sudden loss of warmth. His lips moved, wanting to say something, but he hesitated.

Before he could respond, Bella quickly walked away without looking back. Only when her slender, proud figure faded into the night did Justin murmur from his parched throat. "See you there."

Back in the parking lot, Steven stood anxiously by the car, waiting for Bella. Seeing that her eyes were slightly red when she came back, he knew she had met with Justin. It seemed that their conversation had not gone well.

His heart felt a slight twinge as he said, "Ms. Bella, I know you can be very persistent about things and people you care about, but some things in life simply cannot be forced. If it really is impossible, perhaps letting go might be a release for you too."

distant. But he could not bear to see

to say." Bella lowered her head, her cold hands tucked away in her coat pockets, clenched tightly with unwillingness. "But I still want to try one last time. If all the

felt his eyes grow wet. He had not expected the proud and noble heiress to lower herself to this point again because

right? I heard it's a boy?" Bella changed the topic,

"Yes, a boy."

Amelia was disappointed for days. Actually, as long as it's her child, I love them. I said that just so she wouldn't think I valued sons over daughters. I have no throne to inherit. Even if I did, why couldn't a girl reign? After all, you've become the queen of

Everything, I do is for the

with Amelia now. Lately, for my sake and the A5 project, you haven't been home with Amelia for days. Every visit

sister. Tonight, you should go back to Yara Park and stay with her. I'll give you a few days

"But, Ms. Bella, you need someone

to take a few days