The Divorced Heiress Revenge (Bella Thompson) novel Chapter 162

Chapter 162 

Strong winds, heavy rain, and purple lightning. 

Bella recalled that Justin was standing under the tree just now. 

What was even worse was that he still called her at this time. Was he really trying to get struck by lightning? 

“Justin, I won’t go out to see you. Stop calling me and go home!” Bella’s eyes were red. 

“I won’t leave until you come out.” Justin’s deep voice sounded determined. 

“That crazy bastard!” 

Bella was livid as she hurried toward the stairs while cursing him. 

“Ms. Bella!” 

Bella did not stop, even when Steven called out to her. 

Justin clutched his phone tightly and frowned. 

He stared intently in the direction of the villa door without moving. 

Finally, the door opened. 

Justin’s dark eyes suddenly lit up, and his breathing became heavier. 

Bella put on a jacket and walked toward him with a huge black umbrella. 

Her hair flew messily, and her body swayed in the strong wind. She looked as if she was about to be blown away. 

However, she did not look timid at all. Instead, her expression was icy. 

Justin could not help but feel surprised. He felt those bright eyes that shone like stars in the dark were familiar. 

While he was in a daze, Bella walked up to him with a solemn face. 

She was the proud heiress of KS Group. Her father was the richest man in Hatchbay, with hundreds of billions of dollars in assets. She had four outstanding brothers who pampered her. Thus, Bella had always been the one controlling others. However, at this moment, she was being played emotionally by this man. 

“Justin, do you have no common sense or are you mentally ill? Are you not afraid of getting struck by lightning?!” Bella was furious. She wanted to pounce on him and rip out his jugular. 

Justin’s dark eyes narrowed slightly as he asked in a hoarse voice, “Do you care about me?” 

“Care about you? Hah!” 

Bella took a deep breath and sneered. “Don’t flatter yourself. I only came out to see you because I wanted to tell you to find someplace else to die. Don’t taint my door.” 

Her sharp tongue pierced his heart. 

But even so, Justin felt that this side of Anna was cuter than the woman who lived like a puppet back then. 

Curiosity was the beginning of love. 

“Let’s talk in the car.” Justin lowered his eyes and saw that her clothes were soaked by the rain. 

“No.”