The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Outside the gates of Yara Park, Christopher stood alone under the streetlamp as the evening breeze blew around him, waiting for the person he had been longing for. It was unclear how much time had passed when the gates finally opened.

Bella appeared, wearing only a thin, light blue dress. Her eyes were as deep and dark as ink, and her gaze was sharp as she walked toward him with determined steps. "Bella," Christopher said as his eyes lit up with joy.

Seeing Bella dressed so lightly, he hurriedly took off his suit jacket, intending to drape it over her shoulders. He looked worried and said, "Bella, why didn't you wear a coat? It's so cold, you'll catch a cold." "Don't touch me!" Bella's beautiful eyes were cold as she abruptly stepped back.

It was as if the man before her was a venomous snake ready to strike her at any moment, ending her life with just a single bite.

Christopher's arms awkwardly froze, and his already pale complexion grew even more ashen.

"Christopher, don't push your luck."

Bella's eyes were filled with intense hatred, and the words she forced through her gritted teeth were sharp and cold. "I came out here just to see how low and shameless you can be. I'm here to learn from your despicable behavior."

She continued, "You must be really naive if you think I don't know who's behind the incident involving Asher and Arnold. Did you really think hiding behind James and pulling the strings would keep you safe? You clearly underestimated me!"

Bella's blunt accusation didn't seem to faze Christopher's composed demeanor, but his eyes reddened and his voice became hoarse and shaky, as if he were deeply hurt. "Bella, I swear I didn't do it!"

had nothing to do with what happened to Asher this

so often that he almost convinced himself that they were

the Iverson Group. I've already got what I wanted, why would I take that kind of risk and do something unnecessary? James is the culprit here. He's the one with a reason to do it, the one who's eager to take down Asher

stared at him without blinking, her rosy lips curling into a mocking smile. "Christopher, have you really gotten what you wanted?"

nothing to do with me. I don't care

or my lover, I'll be sure to remember it

deeply. His very was being

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all your love to Justin, but you've directed all your hatred towards me. Doesn't that mean a part of your heart is still with me? You can't

tender feeling filled Christopher's eyes, and he suddenly opened his arms, trying

cold hand had already grabbed her shoulder. An overwhelming sense of sickness swirled

about to fight back, a strong

"Justin!"

with warmth, instantly dispelling all the chill she