The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Chapter 2214

"What did you say...? Wedding... Now?!"

Bella was trembling all over. She shoved Christopher's chest and stared outside at the trees. The shadows they cast fluttered in the wind. She wished she had misheard him because of the roaring wind outside.

"Yes, right now." Christopher looked at her solemnly, his eyes laced with affection.

Her enchanting eyes widened, and her heart nearly stopped right then and there.

Why was he suddenly proposing a wedding in the middle of the night, in such ominous weather?

Could this mean that his hidden lair had been exposed and he had grown desperate?

Could this mean Justin and the others finally found her? This must be why Christopher was suddenly in such a hurry to get married!

Christopher settled Bella back on the bed and leaned over to pick up a pair of crimson high heels on the floor that he had prepared earlier. He carefully tucked her dainty and pale-white feet into the shoes. "When I was little, my mother told me that girls who get married in stormy weather are the feisty ones." Christopher fixed a look on her delicate features with a grave look in his eyes. Then he gently pressed his lips against her cheeks in a manner that barely resembled a kiss. "Do you see how bad it is storming outside? It's true that you have quite a sharp temper. After we get married, I want you to keep me in line. I like it when you get angry at me and when you have your outbursts. That's how I know you care about me."

his voice became. His eyes gradually reddened

She let Christopher caress her all he wanted while she remained still and rigid in

and she would have wasted

was going to find her. She was sure he

it around her shivering body. Then he picked her up in a princess carry and advanced toward the

to speak of, nor

to give her would just be like a microcosm of his life,

and cementing his place as her husband

to see the wedding through

due to the raging storm outside. It felt as if the structure was going to collapse at any

moment.

exuberant spirit a married couple should

a row of helpers and

at the front without a trace of

stumbled along, with Christopher keeping a death hold around her waist. As the couple walked across the field of blood-red roses scattered on