The Divorced Heiress Revenge (Bella Thompson) novel Chapter 2014

It was the wee hours of the night. Bella was sound asleep, cuddling Justin. But the man was still awake, reviewing a stack of financial reports and project proposals on the bedside table.

Suddenly, someone knocked on the door. Wilma’s urgent voice came through. “Young Master, Young Madam, are you asleep?”

Afraid of waking Bella, Justin carefully got out of bed and went to open the door. “Wilma, it’s so late. Why are you not asleep yet?”

“Young Master, the fourth Thompson brother is here!”

“You mean Drew?” Justin was taken aback.

“Yeah! He is in the living room, and he looks terrible. You should go see him quickly!”

At this moment, Bella rubbed her sleepy eyes and shuffled to his side while wearing fuzzy slippers. “Justin… I heard you guys saying that Drew is here?”

“Sorry for waking you up.” Justin’s eyes softened as he wrapped his arm around her waist, holding her gently.

Bella leaned against his chest, their bodies only separated by a thin sheet of silk. “I’m alright, but Drew wouldn’t come to disturb us so late at night for no good reason. Justin, let’s go see him quickly.”

……

When Justin and Bella saw Drew, whose face was covered in blood and his shirt torn and tattered, their expressions changed.

Especially Bella, who had never seen her brother in such a sorry state. Her fourth brother was always as strong as a deity to her.

Naturally, when Drew was on missions, he would not let his most beloved sister see those near-death moments.

“Drew! What happened? Are you hurt?!” Bella quickly ran forward, frantically examining his shoulder, the color draining from her face.

“Bella, I’m fine.” Drew looked as if the soul was sucked from his body. His gaze was empty, and his voice was low.

Bella was burning with anxiety. “How can you say that you’re fine? What’s up with your face? What happened to your clothes?!”

After a while, Drew raised his handsome face. Between his heavy breaths, it was as if some intense emotions were about to burst from his chest.

“Bella, I’ve never asked you for anything all these years, but this time… I beg you…”

Looking at him, Justin’s eyes widened in shock.

He had seen Drew in all kinds of emotions—playful, joyous, angry, violent… Except for this emotion.

Bella’s voice was hoarse from anxiety, and she shook his shoulders. “Drew, why are you acting polite with me? Just tell me what you need!”