The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Christopher's expression grew colder by the second, casting a chilling shadow over the rose garden. The air around them seemed to grow frosty. Bella stared at the pebbles by her feet through tear-soaked lashes before turning her head to look at Jace.

Snap.

Crunch, crunch.

Jace stared at Bella's red and swollen eyes as he took a bite of an apple, chewing noisily.

A powerful surge of emotion ran through her. Her shoulders trembled violently as she summoned all her strength to stand and walk toward him.

With a loud crash, the wheelchair tipped over, sending her tumbling to the ground along with it.

"Bella! Are you okay?!" Christopher rushed to help her up, only to be pushed away in a fit of hysteria.

"I don't need you... I can do it myself!"

teeth, her fingers digging into the muddy ground. Despite her disheveled

had injected her with a sedative last night. Her limbs should still be weak and paralyzed. Theoretically, she should not have been able to move at all. Perhaps Jace's presence had sparked an extraordinary willpower within her frail body, allowing her to miraculously overcome the effects of the drug. As he

sea, and his favorite food is apples,

doing here?" Christopher glared

"Just passing through."

pale face to the beautiful rose garden. "The scenery is nice, but somehow, it feels dull." Christopher narrowed his eyes. "What

Ms. Thompson doesn't want to marry you. This garden full of

apple and tossed

with anger as he clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white

the rules set by the Boss, never speaking more than necessary. Why is it that you have so much to

see someone I

and blunt as this, but he was straightforward and genuine, a trait she shared with this

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he let out a cold laugh. "Even if you disagree, it