The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Suddenly, a blur passed in front of him, and he felt a warm hand supporting his back, one hand gripping his arm.

"Careful!"

Grant looked up in surprise, meeting a pair of clear, bright eyes. He felt his heart skip a beat.

Bella mustered her strength and wheeled him back onto level ground. As she leaned over him, a few strands of her hair brushed against his face.

Grant clenched his jaw and smiled wryly. "I really have to thank you, Ms. Thompson. If not for you, I would be staying here tonight too."

"It's nothing. I did what anyone would do."

Bella lowered her eyes, nudging a pebble away with her toe. "Your wheel must have been caught on a stone. That was really dangerous. Why isn't Ms. Clarice with you?"

"I'm heading back to Meridan soon and wanted to visit my sister before leaving. I was just in the café next to the hospital, buying coffee for the doctors and nurses taking care of my sister. Clarice stepped into the supermarket nearby, so I was just waiting by myself. That's when I got a call from Paul. I rushed over alone because I was just so worried about Carrie."

sweating

in the past, Bella had only ever seen the eldest Salvador impeccably composed. Even bound in a wheelchair, he always managed to

condition, you shouldn't be

a resigned smile. "At times like these, I can't help but wish I were healthy. If so, I wouldn't always

expression shifted subtly

cleared her throat. "Are you going to wait here for Ms.

going up to see Carrie

don't mind, may I go with you? I'm really worried about her." Grant pleaded, his eyes filled

I don't mind." With that, Bella turned

heard a coughing fit behind her, accompanied by the man's heavy breathing,

really useless." Grant spoke between gasps, his face pallid. "I have no strength left... Could you, perhaps, help push me

Bella was