The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Bella donned a set of medical scrubs, tied her hair into a neat ponytail, and put on a thick mask.

She looked so professional that Steven was mesmerized.

Even with her distinctive features obscured, the assurance and bravery she exuded enchanted anyone who saw her.

Especially in the fading daylight, her shimmering eyes sparkled like the starry sky. One glimpse was enough to make someone feel utterly captivated.

Bella gave Steven a sly grin. "What are you staring at? Haven't you seen me like this before?"

Her voice had a playful edge. But she could tell his gaze was not one of romance, just pure wonder and appreciation.

"N-No... It's just that even with only your eyes showing, wearing a white coat, you still look amazing." Steven scratched his head awkwardly, then asked curiously, "Were you like this when you worked for Doctors Without Borders in Kridor?"

Bella adjusted her appearance in the mirror. "More or less."

military mission. Since it's not

finger, which had long lost sensation, quivered slightly. Her voice had a hint of reluctance as she responded. "Probably not. If we had, how could he not

hesitated

a heavy secret, one she bore alone. Her words just now were filled

to convince Bella to wear a surgical cap as well. After all, Bella was a woman of extraordinary beauty whose brilliance was hard

back entrances. Judging by their demeanor, Bella knew immediately they were not police but rather Clarice's men. This only confirmed her suspicion-whatever

situation instead. It quickly became clear that anyone wanting

male nurse who stepped outside for a smoke in a secluded corner. Her eyes narrowed as an

Bella had managed to obtain an

nurse lay unconscious in

found a medical cart to push as

where the man she was looking for was being held, nor did she naively believe she could

breath, Bella walked

left