THE DIVORCED HEIRESS’S REVENGE - Season 8 Episode 14

Justin was drinking a glass of water when Ryan talked about rushing home to cook. Justin choked on

water and coughed. “Are you sure you are in your right mind, Ryan? If there’s something wrong with

you, you should get Bella to check you out. I don’t want you to get in my

sister’s way of finding happiness.”

Bella crossed her legs on the sofa and clicked her tongue while

staring at Ryan. “Other players would just retire from the playing field,

nat

but you take it one step further by cooking for your woman. That’s good. At least you’re domesticated

now. That’s impressive.”

“Ahem. It will be my first time tonight. I feel nervous.” For the 28 years Ryan had lived, he had never

been in the kitchen, much less

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cooked.

“D-Don’t push yourself, Ryan.” Carrie tugged on his sleeve worriedly

Bella looked skeptical and contemptuous. “Yeah. You can set fire in

the kitchen for all I care, but don’t involve Carrie.”

Justin pursed his lips. “If your pan catches fire, turn off the stove and cover the pan with a lid to stop the

burning. Don’t pour water on it.”

“I-I got it.” Carrie blinked and raised her hand compliantly.

Ryan scowled in rage. “Tsk. I have common knowledge. I know you’re the perfect couple, but don’t

treat me like a dummy.”

Bella was not happy to be lumped together with Justin. Before she could refute him, Ryan carried

Carrie and slipped out of the ward.

With the pair gone, the ward resumed its silence.

The air was filled with awkwardness, romantic tension, and sour

It smelled sour, all right. Justin had not taken a shower since the da

he was injured.

The bastard had turned into a stinking man.

Still, Justin was blessed with good looks. Despite his knotted locks,

he was infuriatingly handsome.

“Ahem…”

Bella cleared her throat and eased the awkward tension. Her

expression was indifferent. “While no one’s around, we should get

down to it.”

“How should we get down to it?” Justin’s voice rasped as he looked

deep into her eyes.

He had done nothing, but the yearning in his eyes had crossed the

line.

“Ha! Don’t forget that your life is in my hands, Justin.”

Feeling a burn in her cheeks, Bella gritted her teeth and sneered.”

Watch your mouth. I can stitch your head up, but I can slice it back

open too.”

Justin narrowed his eyes and stopped fooling around. “I know what you want to talk about, Bella. You

want to investigate the man who

tried to attack Celeste. You want to know the reason behind his

actions, right?”

A shimmer flickered in Bella’s eyes, and she nodded. “Yes.”

“I will sort this out for you, Bella. Once I get out-”

“I can’t wait a second longer. Do you know the grueling damage and devastating blow this can cause to

Aunt Celeste?”

Bella interrupted him, her knuckles popping. “I had to put the investigation on hold to perform surgery

on you. Otherwise, I would’ve caught the perpetrator by now.”

Justin showed no expression. All he did was look at her with a tender smile.