The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

As Axel spoke, his strong, slender arms wrapped tightly around Roza's waist, tightening as if he were afraid she might escape again.

Roza felt a tingling warmth spreading through her body. Her voice was soft and playful, sounding both like a complaint and a tease. "So you realize that you act like a thief, huh? At least you have some self- awareness."

"My darling Roza," Axel called her again, almost addicted to the name, causing her pale face to blush faintly. "Actually, you are also a thief... A thief who stole my heart." Roza was speechless.

She recalled her mentor mentioning her family sometimes. The mentor had said she had another brother who, despite being exceptionally good-looking, engaged in highly improper behaviors that made people feel uncomfortable.

Now it seemed Bella wasn't lying at all.

Seeing her silence, Axel grew anxious and turned her around to face him.

"Are you still mad at me?"

"Axel Thompson."

My status is not respectable, and the Walker family constantly causes me trouble never giving me peace. Someone like me is

were cutting away a

protective of me. But once that initial impulse fades, you'll understand. Love is a fleeting thing that only adds to countless unnecessary troubles. Someone with your background-even if you don't seek a high-status match-should find a girl from a respectable family

fashion designer, Roza used her immaculate, aloof persona and dazzling creations to mask her deep-seated bitterness and insecurity. She had no sense of security, always feeling like she was living like a rootless floating plant. Although she bore the Walker name, she could

couldn't see Axel's goodness or feel his sincere

feeling of unworthiness tore at her heart day and night, forcing her to face reality. If one day

known about your background

reddened, but he couldn't hold back his words. "But so what? I still like you. I still look forward to

taken aback, unable to hold back her emotions. "You investigated me?!

just wanted to understand

Axel, desperate and agitated,

get closer to you, to reach your heart, and to be with you! I know what you're worried about, but it will never happen.

have nothing to fear. If they're not open-minded, then no one in this world is. My dad accepted that my eldest

a mixture of bitterness

She pressed her hands against his heaving chest, trying to push him away Dr. Larson is the second son of the Larson Group, and Justin is the president of the Salvador Corporation, both exceptional men. What am I compared to them? How can I measure up?

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