The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Justin felt his breath catch in his throat, and it was as if his feet were trapped in thick vines, immobilizing him.

Ian observed Justin's tense posture, noticing the slight quiver in his broad shoulders, and a sense of unease crept into his own heart.

"What did you say?" Justin asked, his voice tense as he fought to contain a surge of emotion.

"I heard Mr. Grant mention how you were seriously injured on the battlefield years ago, and a female doctor saved your life. You've been trying to find her ever since because you're grateful for what she did."

Justin's back stiffened further. His eyes narrowed as he asked coldly, "This is a private affair of mine. Did my brother really share this with you?"

"Mr. Grant told me because I used to work as a doctor in Kridor. He was hoping I could help uncover any leads about the whereabouts of this woman who saved your life. Now, we finally have something. Mr. Justin, don't you want to at least see your Little Dove who risked everything to save you? Just once in your life?" Clarice's voice was filled with emotion, almost trembling as she spoke passionately, urging him.

Justin felt his heart ache, and he squeezed his eyes shut.

When he had gone to Meridan to visit Grant and discovered that Clarice had worked with Doctors Without Borders in Kridor, he had considered asking her about the mysterious Little Dove who had saved his life. But bringing it up during their first meeting had seemed too sudden.

He could not quite grasp why Clarice was so eager to help him track down this woman. Still, he knew this was a rare and precious lead, and he did not want to let it slip away.

she in Savrow?" Justin asked, his voice was

for her, and I just got

her, what right would I have to hold her? That would only frighten her and be inappropriate. So, it's best if you come to Fogville in person, Mr. Justin. If this opportunity

was not close to Savrow. Even with a private jet, it would

he would have to break his promise to

lips, his gaze fixed

Bella was fast approaching, and his brow furrowed with a conflicted, uncertain expression. There was an

was not one to go back on his word or break a promise. But this time, it was

but if he missed the chance to find the Little Dove, he feared he would regret it for the rest of

location. I'm

and ordered lan, who stood frozen behind him, "Prepare a jet.

in shock

tone was firm

frustration and panic. The words "Young Madam" slipped out. Justin clenched his fist, the veins on the back of his hand popped out, tense and strained. He pulled out his phone and tried

times,