The Divorced Heiress Revenge (Bella Thompson) novel Chapter 547

Chapter 547 

It felt as if someone poured scalding water onto her chest. Her cold, numb fingers clenched uncomfortably into a tiny ball. 

Bella thought, ‘Why? Why was Justin so kind to Bella but so incredibly cruel to the former Anna Brown?” 

“You know me well, Ash. I have always been someone who despises evil and values good, with clear lines between love and hatred. Perhaps what you said is correct. Emotions can be complex and difficult to define. But that is not how I am. I know exactly what I want. What about you?” 

Bella gazed out the window quietly, her voice slightly choked and her eyes reddening. “No matter how complicated my feelings for Justin have become, there is no love left in it. I risked my life for a man, wasted my entire youth loving someone, and endured the pain of not receiving any reciprocation. Doing it once in this lifetime is enought for me.” 

Steven drove Amelia back to school. They were both lost in their own thoughts, remaining silent throughout the journey. 

As the night grew darker, the back gate of the school became eerily quiet, and the Porsche came to a slow stop. 

There was a surprising, unspoken understanding. 

They sat side by side in the car, with no one making the move to get out. 

The moon hung in the sky, casting a soft and gentle glow inside the 

car. The calm, subdued atmosphere created a romantic mood. 

“Thank you for sending me back, Mr. Lovett.” Amelia shyly broke the 

silence. 

“Ms. Amelia, please don’t be so polite. Just call me Steven or Steve.” 

Steven felt deeply guilty toward Amelia. 

Due to their different statuses, he added a bit more distance to his 

words. “Even though I have watched you and Ms. Bella grow up, I am. 

ultimately Ms. Bella’s secretary, a subordinate working for the 

Thompson family. Mr. Asher and the others are your brothers. I am 

really not worthy of you.” 

Amelia was usually perceptive and sensitive. She sensed Steven’s desire to keep some distance from her. 

For a brief moment, her heart ached, and she looked ahead with eyes. 

that seemed to hold the dew of early morning, moist and watery. 

“Steven, I… I will not cause you any more trouble in the future. Please 

don’t hate me, okay?” Amelia stammered. 

“You are exaggerating, Ms. Amelia. You have never caused me any trouble. It is me who does not want to have any impact on your life,” Steven sighed softly. 

He leaned in slowly and assisted her in unbuckling the seatbelt. Their 

warm breaths filled the car, and the temperature inside gradually 

increased. 

Steven avoided looking into her eyes. He kept his eyelids lowered and 

quickly straightened up. “It’s quite late. Let me walk you in.” 

With that, he opened the door and stepped out of the car. 

Amelia recalled his words and felt like a dark hole had been hollowed 

out in her chest. She was filled with a chilly sense of loss. 

She knew they could not be together and that the kiss was an accident. How could an ordinary girl like her pique the interest of such. 

a remarkable man as Steven? She must have been delusional. 

The passenger door opened. Steven resumed his usual respectful demeanor, inviting Amelia out of the car. 

Amelia tightly pressed her pale lips together and stepped out of the 

car. 

“I can go in by myself. You don’t have to accompany me.” 

Before she could finish her sentence, a roaring engine erupted from 

behind Amelia, frightening her. 

She instinctively covered her ears and closed her eyes. She had developed a severe aversion to the sound of fast-moving cars as a 

result of a near-accident when she was a child.