The Divorced Heiress Revenge (Bella Thompson) novel Chapter 1980

Bella’s face suddenly darkened. “Mr. Grant, whether I can or want to have children is my private matter. Your concern is unnecessary.”

“As Justin’s elder brother, I know him well. I know he loves kids. His care for Carrie when we were younger showed his fatherly nature. Even if he doesn’t say it, I know he would love to have a child with you.”

Bella’s breath hitched, and a wave of pain swept through her heart.

“Perhaps I’m overstepping the boundaries, but everything I do is for your happiness.” Grant spoke softly and earnestly. “If you follow through with the treatment and your condition gets better, Justin will be happy, and you won’t have any regrets, too. Isn’t that right? I’ll have everything arranged once I return. You can come for the treatment anytime.”

With that, he turned to leave.

“I won’t go.” Bella’s voice was cold and determined. “Being with Justin is more than enough for me. Besides, not every woman in this world wants to be a mother. For instance, I don’t. I’m still a child at heart, and now I’m the heir to KS Group, busy dealing with countless issues daily. I don’t have time to raise a child. From now on, you don’t need to worry about such matters.”

Grant’s lips curled slightly as he left the balcony in his wheelchair.

After going a short distance, he slowed down, his eyes narrowing as he glanced back into the shadows behind him.

…

After Grant left, Bella stood alone on the windy balcony. However, she did not feel the chill.

At this moment, her heart felt colder than anything.

If she could, she would certainly want to have a child with the man she loved most.

If someone else had offered help, she might have considered it. But the person who offered to help was none other than Grant.

The last time she had even the slightest interaction with him, Justin felt extremely anxious about it.

Accepting Grant’s help would only cause more pain for Justin…

Bella stood with her arms crossed, gazing at the bleak scenery in the distance, lost in thought.

Suddenly, she felt a warm embrace from behind and turned around in surprise.

“Justin?”

Justin wrapped his suit around her, pulling her deeply into his arms from behind.

His sharp jaw rested against her neck. Their faces pressed together as they bathed in the golden light of the setting sun. It was a scene of intense, beautiful affection.

“Bella…” Justin’s voice was hushed and full of sorrow.

“What’s wrong?” Bella placed her hands over his, which was resting gently on her slender waist.

“I don’t want a child, Bella... I really don’t.”