The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Bella caught Jace off guard. In an instant, she had already torn open his collar, exposing his defined shoulder.

She was searching for a birthmark the size of a coin on his left shoulder. Hugh had a birthmark there; it was a faint pink mark that she remembered vividly.

The hope Bella had allowed herself to feel was quickly extinguished.

Instead of a birthmark, she was met with a long and vicious scar, two fingers wide, that snaked down his left shoulder.

The scar stood out starkly against his fair skin. It was gruesome.

As a former doctor for Doctors Without Borders, Bella had seen her fair share of injuries on the battlefield. Yet the severity of this scar sent a shiver down her spine. This was not an ordinary knife wound.

It looked like the aftermath of an explosion, a wound so severe it was as if he had been torn apart and stitched back together, skin and muscle pieced back like a grotesque puzzle. Could it be possible that...

"Ugh-!"

herself pinned down on the couch by Jace before she could process what was happening. His

have a death wish?" Jace hovered over her, his jaw clenched tight and

coursed through her body. "Why do you have such terrible wounds? Was it from the plane crash? Hugh... does it

question pierced Jace's mind like a bullet, causing a wave of pain to ripple

delicate voice echoed from the deepest recesses of his distant memories, like a faint ethereal

tears streaming

his face,

again, not even Christopher will be able to

with a cold warning before disappearing from

to his

against the door closed his

My boss gave me a new life. My boss gave..." He muttered to himself like a chant, as if reciting a spell to drive away the doubt that threatened to invade his

tender words of concern pierced through his defenses and gently knocked on the ironclad

no one had ever asked him if it