The Divorced Heiress Revenge (Bella Thompson) novel Chapter 1952

Justin felt his heart race. His thin lips trembled lightly as he stared straight at her, unable to speak.

What had he done to deserve the concern of this all-powerful father-daughter duo?

“If your elder brother appears, he will certainly garner public sympathy, including your father’s,” Bella said with a worried expression. “If he intends to replace you, then public opinion will become a sharp weapon in his hand. Justin, you must know that words can hurt the most…”

As soon as she finished speaking, Justin lifted her delicate chin and pressed a passionate kiss onto her pale pink lips. He gently covered the alluring softness, then gradually deepened the kiss. Her hands pressed against his firm chest as she breathed heavily, her face flushing with emotion.

After a while, they parted. Justin’s dark eyes were filled with tenderness as he held Bella, whom he had kissed into a compliant state, tightly in his arms, as if afraid someone might take her away.

“You promised I would be your guardian angel. Now it seems everything has reversed,” Bella said, her forehead resting against his broad shoulders. Her eyes filled with warmth.

“You forgot. You are the king, and I am the queen. Only I can protect you,” Bella continued.

Justin frowned and laughed, his large hand rubbing the soft white skin on the back of her neck that he loved so much. “I did not expect you to remember such childish words.”

Bella’s eyelashes fluttered, and her slender arms hugged his waist tightly. “I remember every word you said.”

In their passionate love, she remembered everything from their first meeting when she was eleven until now, even every detail. Her mind was like a highly precise computer, inputting keywords, making any specific date and event as clear as yesterday.

But Justin might not remember everything that happened between them.

No, it was not that he did not remember. It was that he never knew that in every life-or-death moment of his life, she had been there. A guardian angel would not let him know of her existence. A guardian angel only needed to protect, silently and without a word.

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After the memorial service, Grant did not accept any interviews. He avoided everyone and quickly left through the back door of the funeral home.

The luxury car drove steadily toward Tideview Manor. The cabin was very quiet. Since Grant was resting with his eyes closed, the driver to Clarice did not dare to breathe loudly.

“Heh.” Grant suddenly let out a low laugh.