The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Quentin walked over to open the door and was shocked to see who knocked.

"Mr. Salvador?"

"Uncle Quentin."

Justin stood at the door, his presence imposing despite his tired face. He was panting, showing that he had just rushed over. "Are Chairman Wyatt and Bella inside? I brought the medicine!" Upon hearing Justin's voice, Bella immediately stood up and went to the door. Her repressed emotions surged in her chest.

"Justin!"

Bella flew into the man's broad embrace, tears of pent-up emotion nearly spilling over.

Justin eagerly opened his strong, trembling arms to hold her, his eyes turning slightly red. "I'm sorry, Bella. I'm sorry it took so long. But it was worth it. I have the medicine with me now."

He quickly freed one hand to reach into his coat and pull out a long, narrow medicine box. "There are six doses in here, more than last time. It should be able to keep Chairman Thompson going for a while, just in case."

Bella took the medicine box, her heart overwhelmed with gratitude, nearly choking up.

a minor problem. However, she feared her man had to compromise his dignity to get his hands on it. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the

use it

medicine box

no need to say that between us. For you, I'd do

hand. "Let's get the medicine

"Wait!"

for your kindness, Justin. Bella, I think it's better not to give your father

is that?" The

your father has been increasingly drowsy lately? His spirits are

turned grave

further, "While a stroke is terrifying, we have a clear understanding of how the condition progresses. This medicine may temporarily relieve the symptoms. However, it seems more like it's masking the illness. Besides, we

and Bella exchanged

I can't

vehemently opposed them, sweating profusely as he

trembled, and he could not support his weight further. Fortunately, Quentin