The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Justin steadied his breath as he pushed open the door to the hospital ward. He inexplicably tensed up at that

moment.

Few things ever made him nervous because only a few people ever had the power to. Besides his grandfather, Bella was the only one who had that power.

The room was silent, save for the rhythmic hum of medical equipment.

Bella was awake, leaning against the headboard. Her face was turned toward the pitch-black window. There was neither the moon nor stars, just an endless expanse of void. Whatever held her gaze was a mystery.

Justin froze mid-step, his eyes darkening as he caught sight of her.

For a moment, he felt as though even breathing required permission. The girl who had once radiated optimism, so dazzling and full of life, now seemed completely drained.

Bella looked so fragile and forlorn that the slightest breeze could scatter her into nothingness.

After a while, Bella became aware of his presence. She turned her head slowly, her dazed expression meeting his deep, ocean-like eyes.

"What are you doing here?"

trembled slightly. The corner of her eyes was tinged red, and her whole body

deliberate step at a

laugh. The veins on the back of her hand, pierced by an IV needle, stood out in bluish relief."

curled up in the snow, pitiful and broken, flashed in his mind. His chest surged

yourself for my sake? To abuse your own body like this? Does it amuse you?" Her heart tightened.

will keep my promise to you. But that day... It wasn't possible." Justin's

seemed unusually stubborn. "Why

was in a

"Who?" Her voice cracked.

gaze deepened, and his thin lips parted slightly. The words circled in his

was a smile steeped in anguish, an almost unbearable

replace her. That person could occupy his mind and lead him to cast her aside, breaking promises without a

on the bedside table, his lashes

It's not worth it. So I won't

despair

her actions amounted to nothing more than a hollow, meaningless plea