The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge



Clarice's words were like a thunderbolt out of a clear sky, catching the Thompson family completely off guard.

Bella shuddered violently, her fingers clenched into fists beneath the quilt.

"What did you just say? Justin and my daughter broke up?!" Wyatt's face was full of shock, thinking he must have misheard.All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

Clarice replied, "It's absolutely true. Your sons are all aware of it, but it seems that you're still unaware."

Celeste nearly burst into tears, shaking her head repeatedly. "That's impossible... How could it be?!"

Mila's eyes were wide with disbelief. She asked shakingly, "Broke up? Why would they break up for no reason? They were so in love! How could this happen?"

A shadow of malice flickered in Clarice's blinking eyes. "You shouldn't be asking me; you should ask Mr. Justin. From what we heard, it was he who suggested the breakup..."

"Break up, my ass! Even if you held a gun to Justin's head, he would never do such a thing to our Bella!" Sasha completely lost control, her anger exploding as she pointed directly at Clarice's seemingly innocent face. "Who the hell are you? Stop spreading rumors and trying to stir up trouble! If you've got some twisted feelings toward Justin, I'll tear your mouth off and break your hips!"

"Madam Sasha, I'm merely stating the facts. Why are you yelling at me? Don't you think that's unbefitting of an elder?" Clarice's sharp eyes held a cold gleam as she bit her lip and sneered. "Besides, even Ms. Thompson has accepted the reality. If you truly care for her as an elder, you should respect her decision rather than take it out on others."

"Damn it...!" Sasha was about to rush up and slap her, but Mila and Celeste held her back.

Grant's cold, ink-black eyes darkened as he sternly rebuked, "Clarice, enough! Don't be rude to Ms. Thompson's family."

Clarice immediately lowered her head in obedience, taking a step back. However, the corner of her lips barely lifted, revealing a chilling satisfaction.

So what if she got scolded? Her goal was already achieved. She had successfully provoked the Thompson family, stirring up their negative feelings toward Justin.

"I suggested the breakup with Justin." Bella was already feeling deeply miserable. Seeing her family fighting over her and Justin's relationship only added to her exhaustion and heartache. "Don't blame Justin... Our breakup has nothing to do with him. He did nothing wrong..."

Tears brimmed in Mila's eyes as she asked, "Bella, why? What happened?"

"About a month ago, Christopher kidnapped Ms. Thompson in Sentania." Grant, seeing that Bella had no energy left to explain, spoke on her behalf.

"Kidnapped?!" Wyatt and the three ladies nearly fainted on the spot.

"Please don't worry; the danger has long passed. My brother rescued Ms. Thompson from Christopher unharmed." Grant sighed heavily before continuing, "Unfortunately, during the confrontation, Justin fell into Christopher's trap and ingested a drug that damaged his brain, causing him to lose the ability to feel emotions. So..."

"That's enough! Don't say any more!" Bella's eyes filled with angry tears as she struggled to sit up.

Just then, the man's broad, warm hand gently rested on her shoulder. His gaze was deep as he looked at her flushed face.

"So, Justin decided to break up with Ms. Thompson. Since they haven't registered their marriage, there's still time to reverse course. Although my brother no longer loves Ms. Thompson, he is kind-hearted. Ms. Thompson is still young, and he doesn't want to ruin the rest of her life, so he made this choice. That is why they broke up."

Bella stared at the man's calm, composed face, her eyes brimming with tears.

Everything he said was true. But at this moment, was it necessary to lay it all bare in front of her father, cruelly exposing the truth to the elder man?

After so much time spent together, her father had already come to see Justin as a son. How could he possibly accept such a blow?

The three ladies were completely unable to process the devastating news, glancing at each other, each at a loss for words.

"How is Justin now?" In the end, it was Wyatt who held himself together, asking with concern for Justin's well-being.

He was not just asking for formality's sake. Wyatt genuinely cared for Justin as if he were his

own son.

Grant's expression grew darker, though his lips curved faintly. "My brother is fine now. Please don't worry."

"That's good... That's good..." Wyatt murmured softly. He looked at his daughter, but his heart was filled with indescribable pain.