The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Bella murmured Arnold's name, crying and begging him not to leave.

'How could there be such a foolish girl?' Jace thought.

Bella leaned against the man's chest, groaning in agony, her tears soaking through his shirt.

The faint warmth of her tears helped chase away the deep, bone-piercing chill in his heart.

"Bella..." Jace murmured, his lips parting as he softly called out her name.

However, Bella had already lost consciousness, so she could not hear him.

Jace held the injured girl close and carefully carried her toward his car.

"Bella..." Jace silently said her name again. For some reason, a sudden, sharp pain shot through his head, and an intense, uncontrollable emotion welled up within him, making his chest tighten.

Jace gritted his teeth, looking at the severely wounded Bella in his arms, her head bleeding profusely.

His heart also felt as though it was being torn apart and bleeding uncontrollably.

Similar to what happened in Sentania, Jace intercepted Bella and swiftly took her to the nearest hospital for emergency treatment.

The key difference this time was that he did not leave. Instead, he stayed hidden at the hospital.

Early that morning, up on the hospital rooftop, Grant's voice came through the phone, calm and pleased. “Jace, you did well. I'm on my way to the hospital now. You can leave now."

The strong wind blew against Jace's tall, sturdy frame.

He pulled up his collar and lit a cigarette, turning his back to the freezing wind as he pressed the phone to his ear, his voice low and gruff. “Sir."

"Hmm?"

“This time... Ms. Thompson almost lost her life." Jace clenched his jaw, his frown growing deeper. “Wasn't it too much? After all, she's just a defenseless woman."

Grant chuckled softly. "Jace, are you feeling sorry for her?"

Jace's eyes narrowed, and he immediately replied, "No, but I may have been a bit too rough. I'm worried might seriously hurt her one day. After all, Ms. Thompson is someone you care about, isn't she?"

There was a brief silence on the other end, the only sound being the wind howling through the phone.This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

Grant replied, "I trust you. You know how to handle things, especially when it comes to her."

Jace furrowed his brows as a strange feeling welled up inside him. Grant's words had been too ambiguous.

"Do you know why Bella is someone I care about?" Grant suddenly asked.

For as long as Jace and Grant had known each other, their relationship had been one of master and subordinate.

Grant would sometimes show concern for Jace and even engage in conversation with him, but he never really opened up about what was on his mind.

Grant's heart was like an abyss that swallowed up anyone who tried to get too close.

"Because my brother loved her deeply, and she loved Justin." Grant burst out laughing, his voice piercing like the cold wind, cutting to the bone. "Her love awakened Justin's ability to love. She was the ray of light that saved Justin from the darkness of his past and brought brightness to his gloomy existence. Her brothers became his friends, and her family became his. All of this was simply because he had Bella."

Jace's vision blurred momentarily. In his hazy memory, he saw many men and women surrounding him. They felt familiar, but he could not remember their names.

"Justin was truly fortunate to have what others could never obtain in their entire lives." Grant was still laughing but his laughter grew colder, Jike a sharp blade slicing through Jace's eardrums. "But did he deserve any of that? Why couldn't those things belong to me?" 

"Sir..."

"That's why I want Bella gone from his life forever. I want his world to be empty, with no one left by his side."