The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Chapter 1996

Taylor opened his mouth anxiously but did not know what to say.

"Taylor, did the Boss cheat me?" Christopher suddenly asked hoarsely, "Is this medicine poison? Will I be dependent on it for the rest of my life?"

Before Taylor could respond, Christopher laughed self-deprecatingly. "Even if it is, it does not matter. After all, my life belongs to him. If he wants it back one day, I will have no complaints. I just can't bear to leave Bella. If I really can't stay with her, I hope that the person who can accompany her until the end of her life will be me."

At that moment, a minuscule waterproof camera at the bottom of the vase of red roses that Christopher had carefully tended to have recorded everything that was happening in the room.

For so long, this madman had turned over and taken apart everything in this private room, from the ashtrays and vases to the coffee tables and sofas. Only this pot of roses he had tended to with all his heart was safe. He refused to let anyone touch it. If someone touched it and a petal fell, they would die.C0pyright © 2024 Nôv)(elDrama.Org.

How could he have thought that someone would hide a bug there?

The scandal involving the chief secretary of the Salvador Corporation's president and drugs appeared briefly online but was swiftly suppressed by Justin.

The next morning, Ian appeared punctually at the entrance of the Salvador Corporation building. He walked in with his head held high, dispelling the rumors.

The day after receiving the medicine, Bella woke up early, planning to return to Hatchbay to find Asher and Arnold. Justin had been working continuously and was truly exhausted, so she moved cautiously, fearing she might disturb his sleep.

After washing up, Bella tiptoed barefoot to the bedside and sat down. The man's muscular chest was exposed, dotted with red marks. There was even a bite mark on his collarbone, a remnant of their intense encounter the previous night.

Bella pressed her lips together, her cheeks burning.

Her gaze wandered to his face. His thick eyelashes were lowered, looking peaceful and steady, and his thin lips were slightly curled into a satisfied smile.

"Wait for me to come back and pamper you again."

Bella, with a flushed face, leaned down to kiss him. At that moment, she was yanked forward.

Justin, who had woken up at some point, still had his eyes closed. He grabbed the back of her head and pressed her lips tightly against his.

"Mm..." Bella's teeth parted, and her breathing became rapid.

Justin's other arm wrapped around her waist. He sucked, nibbled, and intertwined his tongue with hers, turning her thoughts upside down.

He finally released her when her breathing became heavy. Panting, he traced her fading lip color with his thumb.

"Your lipstick tastes delicious."

"You're so annoying... I just put it on, and you ruined it!" Bella lightly hit his chest, pressing herself

against him.

His morning desire was evident, pressing against her stomach even through the duvet.

Justin gripped her waist and flipped her over, pinning her beneath him.

"Since you already let me taste it, why not let me have my fill?"