The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Chapter 2421

Running around recklessly was not going to help the situation.

Justin decided to ask Bella to stop standing in the cold wind and return to the villa to warm up.

In the meantime, he got his people to begin the search and contacted Ryan to send reinforcements. The two of them sat side by side on the sofa.

This time, it felt different. They were much closer than before, no longer separated by another person.

It felt natural, like two magnets drawn to each other. Neither knew who leaned toward whom first. But at the moment, Bella had no interest in romance.

She sat curled up on the sofa, her arms wrapped around herself, her damp jacket still on as a chill crept through her body.

Bella sat quietly and listened as Justin made calls, directing the search efforts with his usual calm and meticulous manner.

In the past, his presence would have been enough to ease her mind. But this time, her thoughts were in chaos.

The anguish in her heart felt like it was being torn apart by relentless, sharp claws, the piercing pain radiating through her chilled body and leaving her struggling to breathe under the weight of her emotions. "Young Madam, please take off your jacket, or you'll catch a cold!" Wilma hurried over with a cup of hot tea, holding it out to Bella with both hands. "Drink this while it's hot. It'll warm you up."

Bella hesitated. "I'm fine. Give it to Mr. Salvador instead."

"He's as tough as steel! When he was a kid, he rolled in the snow and swam in frozen lakes during winter training. Stop worrying about him!"

Ryan, but his intense

elegant, pale features

the snow-white jacket, like a fragile ice sculpture on the verge of shattering at the slightest

with both hands. "Thank

Justin said, waving off the

hands. Once flawless like porcelain, they

shot

though he wanted to ask if

speak, Bella beat him to it. She

Carrie? Will she be alright on her own?" Bella

child anymore. After everything she's been through, she's become more independent and resilient. Besides, Dean

jacket. "It's warm in here. You

lowered her gaze. Her mind was a whirlwind

soft figure in a silk nightgown came into view in the dim light.

chest, partially obscuring the glimpse of skin beneath. It was

lowered her eyes in embarrassment. Though they had once been husband and wife, this moment felt like

you the last time you spoke?" Justin steadied his turbulent

she didn't have the chance,"

her lips pale. "The phone must have dropped somewhere. heard a bunch

nearly dawn now. She was alone in the early hours of the morning when

brows furrowed