The Divorced Heiress Revenge (Bella Thompson) novel Chapter 1818

After what happened, there was no way Bethany could stay in Savrow any longer.

Despite that, Justin still seemed very upset.

After leaving Tideview Manor, he called Ryan, but there was no answer.

They had been friends for nearly two decades, but he could only count a handful of times when this had happened. It was a cause for concern.

That night, Bella brought a pack of little panda biscuits that Ralph bought and shared them with Carrie.

The room was filled with warm hues of light as Bella presented the snacks to Carrie. She spoke with a gentle voice, “Come on, Carrie. Try some. I got it this morning. I was so close to eating it, but I held back because I wanted to share them with you.”

Carrie’s slender figure was resting against the head of the bed. Her skin was fair and smooth like silk, but she looked frail and paler than usual, which was very concerning. She prompted, “Annie, go ahead and eat it if you want to. You don't have to wait for me.”

Bella blinked in confusion. “That won’t do. They were bought specifically for you!”

“Who bought it for me?”

Bella was slightly taken aback by the question. Meanwhile, the perceptive Carrie asked softly, “Was it... Ralph?”

“Yes, Ralph bought it for you.” Bella saw no reason to hide it now that Carrie had figured it out.

“Did he come by?”

Carrie was a very pure person by nature. The thought of Ralph brought a gleam of light into her eyes. “Why didn't you tell him to come inside and sit for a bit after he made the trip here?”

Carrie was all grown up now. Gone were the days of a carefree, innocent life she once had.

It was around this point when Bella noticed Carrie’s draping hair and asked curiously, “Carrie, where did your favorite white jade hairpin go? Did you lose it?”

Carrie’s hand, which was holding a piece of biscuit, suddenly froze in the air. Her eyelashes fluttered frantically. “I gave it to Yasmin. I asked her to give it back to Ryan.”

Bella felt something seize at her heart. She immediately reached for Carrie’s frail, icy hands and cried out, “Carrie! You gave the hairpin back to Ryan? Are you ready to part with it? Do you know what this means?”

“I do.”

Carrie's voice was so soft that it was barely audible. Something shone in her eyes and made them resemble cracked crystals. “It means… That it’s over between me and him.”