The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Chapter 2305

Justin clenched his large hand at his side, trembling slightly, as his handsome face darkened in the dim light. After a moment of silence, Grant smiled faintly and brushed past Justin, ignoring his tense expression.

"Grant, I've always looked up to you since we were kids," Justin said, his voice hoarse as he spoke with his back to Grant. "There are some things I'm willing to compromise on, but others I simply cannot."

Grant glanced over his shoulder, his eyes narrowing slightly. "Like what?"

"I want to see her now," Justin said, his dark eyes gleaming with intensity as he spoke with emphasis. "Grant, your feelings for her are your own; I have no right to stop you. But you can't stop me from seeing her either."

Justin continued, "However, if both of you are officially in a relationship, you won't need to say a word. I'll stay away from Ms. Thompson and sincerely wish you both a lifetime of happiness together."

For some reason, when he said the last sentence, it felt like a dull ache in his throat, leaving a faint bitter taste. "But as long as Ms. Thompson isn't yours, you and I are on equal footing. You can see her, and so can I. If my actions bother you, all I can say is, I'm sorry."

The dark shadows hid any trace of Grant's expression. His voice was calm, giving away no emotion. "Justin, do you still have feelings for her? Haven't you moved on?"

swallowed hard, his expression

we are only half brothers, ask yourself-how have I treated you all these years?" Grant coughed a few times, his voice growing

of growing up together with

years older than him, but as the saying

dark days when Justin first arrived at the Salvador family, facing endless cold stares, his brother was indeed the first to show him kindness and stand up for him when the servants mistreated him. Grant

had risked everything to help him escape. Otherwise, the one sitting in a wheelchair

how I am now. For the rest of my life, I will be bound to this wheelchair and rely on medication just to barely maintain this state." Grant sighed lightly, a bitter smile tugging at his lips. "I know I'm not worthy of

am not made of stone. I've spent so many years alone in a foreign country, often feeling lonely, desolate, and helpless. I frequently wondered if this was how I would languish

worldly matters, now yearned for a wife and children, and the woman he had

today. Amidst the romantic snowfall, Bella and Grant's gazes met. They looked so bright

with tears or reflect a sorrow that could not be put

she loved, but now he was merely someone who brought her

side in this lifetime, I would have no regrets." Grant's eyes were filled with longing, his tone sincere, even tinged with a hint of