The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Chapter 2266

"What's more ridiculous is that Asher found a ridiculous substitute like you." Elio sneered, his voice dripping with malice. "Does he think he's being deeply devoted? That his feelings for my brother are so unforgettable, so eternal, that he found a substitute to take his place just to ease his longing?"

'Substitute!' The word echoed in Arnold's mind like sharp, bloodied daggers, stabbing viciously at his suffocating heart. He never asked for Asher to only love him. He only cared about being the last one. He did not care about Asher's past.

But what he absolutely could not tolerate was the idea that Asher had fallen for him and loved him because of his face-a face that resembled his former lover.

"Haha... If I ever get the chance, I'd love to ask Asher in person. Does he think it's fair to Kairos to replace him with someone else? Is it fair to you, Dr. Larson, to be nothing but a substitute for my brother?"

Elio's laughter was maniacal and mocking. He even shed tears. "But I bet Asher doesn't think he's done anything wrong. That man is arrogant, crazed, and ruthless. He'll stop at nothing to get what he wants."

His gaze locked onto Arnold's, eyes gleaming with cruel satisfaction. "Dr. Larson, our dear Asher has been plotting this for a long time."

'Plotting for a long time.' The words echoed through Arnold's mind like a death knell.

His vision swam, red and black flickering before his eyes, and with a weak stagger, his legs gave out beneath him, sending him crashing to the floor.

minute. It was already past 8:00

Savrow more comfortable, Asher had bought a four-story villa in a quiet, private area near the city center as a small gift to the

returning with bags of ingredients and selecting a fine

though it was his birthday, the

In his heart, in his eyes, there

was filled with beautifully prepared dishes, and Asher,

no matter how long he

was a workaholic, often losing track of time when he got busy. But tonight was special. Arnold had

gnawed at Asher. He pulled out his phone, just about to call his lover, when the doorbell

entrance and opened the door. Standing there were Bella and Steven, holding a

Ash!" Bella's thin face lit up with a warm smile. She looked healthier than before,

smiled as he said,

softened at their gesture, though a flicker of concern remained. "Bella, are you sure you should be out of the hospital so

glint in her eyes. "Where's Arnold? He's inside, right? Don't worry, Ash, we're just here to drop off gifts.