The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Chapter 19

Bella was drunk and thought the man next to her was her brother, so she sobbed. “Why doesn’t Justin like me? Why…?”

Justin’s heart clenched as he pursed his lips and listened to her woes.

“I tried so hard… I really tried my best… But it seems that the more I try, the more he hates me. Why? Tell me why?”

Bella suddenly turned around and hugged the man. She buried her face in his chest and cried out loud. Her tears and makeup stained his clean shirt.

Justin stood frozen on the spot. His throat tightened, and he felt every drop of her warm tears burning through his chest and soaking his heart.

After a while, he asked in a low voice, “Do you really like Justin?”

Bella raised her face, which was red from crying. Her crimson lips parted slightly.

Justin’s Adam’s apple bobbed as he tried to resist the temptation to kiss her.

He even regretted asking this question.

It did not matter if she still liked him or not.

Their divorce was impending, and the love of his life could only be Rosalind.

Suddenly, the bathroom door was kicked open.

are you doing?!

anger. He pulled Bella over, looking like a protective

he’s getting so furious

felt suffocated.

really love her so much, you shouldn’t have brought her to

as Axel wanted to retort, he noticed that Justin had mistaken him for Asher, so he played along and said, “My girl can do whatever she wants. If she likes to go clubbing, I’ll go with her! Mr. Salvador, since you’re divorced, stop sticking your nose into her business. You should

with

you

really love her?” Justin asked in a

“What the fuck?”

you marry her?”

momentarily rendered speechless because of this

none of your business! Get

stand having her heart broken. If you can’t marry her and only treat her as a toy, then you shouldn’t drag her down. You should let her live an ordinary life before it becomes anything

Anna for Rosalind Gold? Thanks to you, she’s now divorced at such a young age. Do you think you didn’t drag her down? Why did you marry her in the

stabbing pain in his heart. His strong chest muscles under his suit trembled faintly.

and said, “Get the hell out of my

he managed to return to his booth. All he could

to

leave?” Ryan leaned against the railing, sizing up Justin’s flustered

while drinking wine.