The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Suddenly, the woman burst into tears.

Jace's instincts were on high alert as he observed the situation outside. When he felt it was sufficiently safe, he loosened his grip on the woman, only to find his palm damp with her tears.

Jace fixed his gaze on her teary eyes and instantly recognized her. She was the same woman who had frantically chased after him at the hospital, calling him "Hugh" as if possessed.

That could only mean one thing. She was Hugh's mother, the mother of the fifth Young Master of the Thompson family.

Jace's body stiffened as he straightened up abruptly and distanced himself from Mila. Every fiber of his body shook.

Inside the car, it felt as though the world had faded away, leaving a vacuum of silence.

Mila was usually calm and composed. But the moment she saw him, she did not care about anything else, unable to control her tears.

At that moment, the driver opened the door and got into the car.

"Madam Mila, I brought back the pastries you ordered for Mr. Thompson-"

he reached for the car door, ready

cried, her tearful eyes wide as she clutched his solid arm in desperation. Her fingers tightened with

of steel, felt a

that if she

was startled to see a bloodied man

kidnap Mila. His face went pale with fear as he

voice was trembling as she said, "Don't worry, he won't

staring at her with a gaze of disbelief. He was a man who lived

glanced at the rearview mirror, where his reflection stared back at him-bloodshot eyes, a menacing glare, and a

broken beyond

though Mila had vouched for him, the driver remained tense. He was ready to

for earlier," Jace said coldly, then turned

"Who were those people chasing you? What happened? Why are you covered in blood? Are you

like a hammer to Jace's heart, shaking

had also gained