The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Clarice took a deep breath, maintaining her graceful demeanor. "Dr. Larson, you've misunderstood. I was just helping Mr. Justin with his tie. You don't have to make a big deal out of nothing." "He's got hands and feet, and at the very least, he has lan. Who are you to interfere?" Arnold shouted back.

The chemistry between people was a strange thing. From the moment Arnold met Clarice, he did not like her. She seemed fake. Additionally, he had heard from Asher, who knew some of the dirty secrets about the Salvador family, that the Salvador brothers were actually half-siblings who were always at odds.

Since Clarice had been linked to the eldest brother, this only made Arnold even more wary of her.

"Dr. Larson, I've already explained everything to Ms. Bella." Justin's thin lips pressed into a pale line, his voice low. "We've broken up."

Arnold's face changed dramatically. He staggered back a step, stunned.

"What did you say?"

Standing quietly to the side, Clarice's face remained composed, but the corner of her lips twitched.

"We broke up," Justin repeated, his tone cold.

lunged forward, grabbing Justin by the collar,

shattered, and her body's been ruined. Just an hour ago, she coughed up blood and was rushed to the ICU! She's still unconscious! Even if you don't love her anymore, where's your sense of responsibility? You just walked away? Have you lost your

wanting to bring up old wounds and make Bella feel worse. He knew that the fear, worry, and anxiety surrounding

loved her after all they had

furrowed deeply, and his

up blood? Because

Bella." Arnold took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down before violently releasing his grip on

was the woman you once fought tooth and nail to protect, the one you worked so hard to be with Now you're giving up

and stormed out

stabbed his head.

what's wrong?

rushed forward to support him,