THE DIVORCED HEIRESS’S REVENGE - Season 8 Episode 82

Justin’s blood boiled with anger as he shot back, “Do you ho think I give a damn?”

“Who cares whether you do or don’t? Just stay out of my business, and I’ll stay out of yours. I’m done

here.”

Bella just wanted to leave this room as quickly as possible, because being alone with Justin made her

feel suffocated. She had only intended to stir up trouble for Shannon tonight, not get caught up in

an argument with this jerk.

She was a sensitive person, easily moved by memories. But when she

looked back on their three years of marriage, there were only bitter

memories.

What’s worse? This room was where she lost her virginity to Justin. But even until now, he remained

oblivious to their shared intimacy

Some memories only brought pain, so Bella decided it was best to forget about them.

Bella got up and walked past Justin, completely ignoring him. But as she brushed past him, Justin

grabbed her shoulders and forcefully pressed her against the wall.

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“Ouch!” Bella winced from the intense pain in her back.

Justin’s intense gaze felt suffocating, leaving Bella struggling to

comprehend what was happening.

“Justin! Have you lost your mind?”

“Have we had sex before?” Justin’s voice was hoarse, sending shivers down Bella’s spine. Her heart

skipped a beat, and she froze in sh

“Justin, what did you say?”

“It’s nothing.” Justin shook his head forcefully, his throat feeling dry.

Justin thought he was losing his mind. Why would he ask her such a provocative question?

But then, what were those steamy memories flooding his mind? He can’t be hitting puberty again at

thirty, right?

“Leave me alone, Justin.” Bella’s heart raced as she pushed against his chest. Her cheeks were

burning red. “You saved my life, and I don’t want to hate you. But if you keep bothering me, I won’t

show

you any mercy!”

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“Bella, do you despise me so much? Do you distrust me that much?”

Justin’s voice carried a hint of bitterness.

When love was unreciprocated, it festered with resentment. A once hopeful soul could turn resentful

and gradually spiral into madness.

“Justin, do you know how much I hate being in this room?” Bella raised her gaze, her eyes cold as they

fixated on the luxurious crystal chandelier hanging from the ceiling.

She had spent countless nights here alone, looking at the chandelier. A bitter laugh escaped her lips.

“Every time I return to this room, I’m reminded of those lonely nights, rejection, and heartache.

Seriously, you should be with Zoe because you’re perfect to her. But to me, everything is shattered

beyond repair.

We can’t turn back time.”

“I wish happiness for both of us in the future. But I hope we will ne cross paths again.”

‘Never cross paths again? Well said, Bella.’ Justin felt as if he was suffocating, reluctantly releasing

Bella’s hands that he had been

holding.

Anger surged through him, boiling his veins and seething in his chest.

He had wanted to explain something, but it hit him. Bella didn’t want explanations or justifications. She

didn’t care if he was truly innocent or not.