The Divorced Heiress Revenge (Bella Thompson) novel Chapter 2331

Chapter 2331

Bella decisively let go of Justin’s hand and opened the car door.

“Mr. Salvador, see you there."

Justin’s fingers curled instinctively when he felt the sudden loss of warmth. His lips moved, wanting to say something , but he hesitated.

Before he could respond, Bella quickly walked away without looking back. Only when her slender, proud figure faded into the night did Justin murmur from his parched throat. “See you there."

Back in the parking lot, Steven stood anxiously by the car, waiting for Bella. Seeing that her eyes were slightly red when she came back, he knew she had met with Justin. It seemed that their conversation had not gone well.

His heart felt a slight twinge as he said, “Ms. Bella, I know you can be very persistent about things and people you care about, but some things in life simply cannot be forced. If it really is impossible, perhaps letting go might be a release for you too."

Steven knew his words sounded harsh and distant. But he could not bear to see her so devastated any longer.

“Steve, I understand. I know what you want to say.” Bella lowered her head, her cold hands tucked away in her coat pockets, clenched tightly with unwillingness. “But I still want to try one last time. If all the heart- stopping moments from before can’t awaken his love for me, then I'll give up completely and never see him again."

Steven felt his eyes grow wet. He had not expected the proud and noble heiress to lower herself to this point again because of Justin. Was it fate, or a curse?

“Steve, your wife is eight months along, right? I heard it’s a boy?” Bella changed the topic, a warm smile appearing on her face.

“Yes, a boy."

“After tomorrow, regardless of the outcome, I’l] take a short trip abroad to clear my mind. When I return, I’ll be ready to tackle A5."

Steven had no idea what tomorrow would bring, but he knew how stubborn Bella was and chose not to persuade her further.

“Oh, Ms. Bella.” Steven picked up a black coat from the driver’s seat, asking in confusion. “Whose coat is this? Should I return it?"

Bella lowered her gaze. Grant’s elegant, refined face flashed in her mind. A wave of intense resentment surged within her.

Her voice turned icy as she said, “Throw it away."