The Divorced Heiress Revenge (Bella Thompson) novel Chapter 2217

In the morning, a warm glow of sunlight was cast upon the entirety of Rose Island. The shore, filled with fine grains of pure white sand, reflected the sunlight off its surface.

Meanwhile, the window of Bella's bedroom was covered with a layer of heavy and velvety curtains. Its fabric was so thick that sunlight could barely penetrate through it.

For someone who had to endure a devastating, grueling experience all night, such a setting was the perfect place to fall asleep until the end of time.

Christopher, on the other hand, managed to wake up very early.

He was jolted awake by a nightmare and woke up drenched in cold sweat.

When he opened his eyes, his complexion was pale and sickly. The first thing he did was to shift his trembling hands to the side to feel for a body.

Soon, his touch reached Bella’s soft and supple body. He sighed in relief upon feeling her presence and sat himself upright on the bed.

The bedsheets were sprawled out haphazardly on the bed.

It was not the product of their consummation but Bella’s determined and relentless struggle all night.

In the end, Christopher forced himself to suppress his desire and keep away from her.

He leaned listlessly against the head of the bed and stared at the delicate features of the sleeping woman.

A smile containing what seemed like relief and happiness graced the corners of his cracked and pale lips. Then he slowly and gently stroked Bella’s cheeks.

He was reluctant to part with her. Countless other emotions swirled within him.

“How am I supposed to look into those eyes and transform all of my doubts into trust? When can I hold your hand tightly in mine and kiss you?”

His fingertips gently grazed against the tip of Bella’s dainty nose as he chanted a love song he was familiar with.

His chest felt suffocated, and every note he sang was off-key. It was horrendous.

Bella could not hear him.

Despite that, he realized that this was going to be his last chance to sing to her.