The Divorced Heiress Revenge (Bella Thompson) novel Chapter 1127

Chapter 1127 

Bella raised her sweaty little face, staring at Justin with shining eyes, carrying a hint of admiration within. 

However, she would not let him know, afraid he would become 

arrogant. 

“Bella! How are you?!” 

At this moment, Christopher hurriedly arrived, followed by Taylor and a few top-notch medics in Savrow, wearing white coats. He 

summoned them as quickly as possible. 

“Zachary, Uncle Quentin, please settle Whistle and prepare the tools. I 

will perform surgery on Whistle by myself.” 

Bella got up with Justin’s support, parting her lips. “And I need a 

metal plate to hold my waist in place. I don’t need anything else for 

now.” 

“Okay. I’ll help you after this.” Justin’s voice was hoarse, and his heart 

ached for her again. 

They walked past Christopher together, neither of them talking to him. 

or sparing him a glance, totally treating him as invisible. 

The ignorance was even harder to accept than being stabbed in the 

throat. 

“Bella… Bella!” 

But no matter how Christopher called out to her, Bella never looked 

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back. 

“Mr. Iverson, Bella obviously doesn’t want to see you, and she doesn’t 

need your help.” 

When Asher passed by him, he lightly mocked, “The one Bella needs 

has always been Justin. His presence is all she needs.” 

Christopher felt a chill spread throughout his body, as if he were 

drained of his blood. He closed his eyes, and when he opened them 

again, his gaze was bloody and ruthless. 

In an empty medical room, Bella took off her soiled riding clothes in 

front of Justin, revealing her bruised and battered body before him. 

Perhaps the air conditioning was too cold, or perhaps due to anger, she shivered slightly, not speaking a word as she turned her back to 

him. 

Justin took a deep breath. He had been through many battles, but his heart hurt like nothing he had ever felt before. His hands slowly clenched into a trembling fist. 

“Hurry up. There are still many things to do.” Bella urged softly. 

Justin held back his tears and pursed his lips tightly, clumsily helping to stabilize her waist using a metal plate and wrapping bandages around it. 

To prevent Justin from worrying, Bella gritted her teeth and endured the pain throughout the process. Her forehead was covered in cold sweat, but she did not make a sound. 

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