The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

"I did not wet the bed, you idiot! You're the idiot who wets the bed!" Bella blushed with embarrassment and anger and punched Justin's chest with her delicate fist, but her hand hurt more than it had hurt him. Justin grabbed her soft little hand and rubbed it over his chest. "Alright, alright... It's my mistake. My brain isn't working. When we are old, I will probably be the one wetting the bed every day."

Bella pouted while drawing circles on his chest with her finger. She could not help but laugh at his words.

"But, Bella, what happened? You really scared me just now." Justin gently caressed her soft face, his voice filled with concern.

"I... I got my period..." Bella clutched the edge of the blanket, her red lips pressed together.

Even though they had long shared the intimacy of a married couple and had been completely open with each other, Bella was still shy about this. She was always graceful and disciplined in her daily life, even in bed.

When they made love initially, she felt too embarrassed to be loud. It was Justin who had slowly guided her, helping her shed her inhibitions and fully immerse herself in their passion.

This was the first time she had felt so embarrassed in such an awkward situation.

"It started? But it's more than a week early," Justin said, his eyes darkening as he slowly lifted the blanket.

it looked like

now this mess... I can't sleep like this!" Bella, her head resting on his shoulder, started to feel irritable, as women often were when

important tomorrow, and there's no

to another room, and we can have Wilma

quickly. The thought itself made her flush

them away and

throws things away like that? Never mind. Just help me change them now, and

to the

watched her

in his chest. He suddenly recalled many things from the past, especially when she first married

always washed her own clothes and dressed simply and modestly. As the wife of the Salvador

acting superior to show off. He had been caught in a terrible cycle of suspicion,