The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

After spending a long time talking with Bella, both Asher and Steven noticed her lack of energy. Knowing that her body was still weak and in need of rest, they left her hospital room together.

"Our precious young lady-how has her life become so full of suffering ever since she met Justin?"

Stepping out of Bella's room, Steven expressed the heartache weighing on him. His voice trembled as he shared his concerns. "The frostbite on her hands is serious. I worry it will impact her ability to function normally in the future. She's one of the top surgeons in the country, not to mention a world-class sculptor. If her hands are ruined..."

"Enough." Asher's low voice cut him off. His eyes were red, clenching his fists so tightly his fingers ached. The pain in his heart was almost unbearable.

"We'll find the best medicine for her. We'll make sure she recovers fully, with not even a scar left behind."

"Mr. Asher." Steven hesitated before continuing, his voice raw and hoarse, "What I'm about to say might be difficult to hear."

"I know Justin is an incredible man. I know they love each other

faded, the sound of

abruptly, while Steven spun

a sharp suit, his tall and commanding figure

he had overheard

deep eyes remained calm, his expression as composed

first, but then he realized that everything he had

gate. "Justin? Why are you here?" Asher frowned deeply. "I heard from my father that you were seriously injured and needed to stay in the hospital for recovery.

was one forged through life-and-death experiences. Even if they could not become

a thin

think Ms. Bella would want to see you again?" Steven's chest heaved with anger. "Do you think she hasn't suffered enough because of you? Why do you still