The Divorced Heiress Revenge (Bella Thompson) novel Chapter 625

Chapter 625 

Ryan was a good wingman for Justin. Otherwise, what sort of friend would he be? 

Trying to move an unconscious Justin, who was 189 cm tall, back to his room was equivalent to trying to move a mountain. 

Luckily, there was an elevator in this villa. Bella dragged the bastard’s body back to his room like she was dragging a corpse. By the time she helped him up onto the bed, her dress had been soaked through by a mixture of both her own sweat and Justin’s sweat. 

“You’re so damn heavy!” 

Bella was exhausted and panting heavily, but she had no time to rest. She hurried into the bathroom and soaked a towel with cold water before wiping Justin’s body to bring his temperature down. 

After she was done bustling around, Bella sat on the edge o heavily, so tired that she did not want to move anymore. 

“I’m seriously exasperated with you. Why were you moving abou much when you were having such a fever? You’re really troubleson 

don’t you know that?” 

Bella glared at Justin, who was still delirious from the fever. Her tone 

was cold, but she felt anxious. 

After all, he only ended up this way because of her. 

Wait a second! 

Ryan frowned, observing Carrie’s movements carefully. 

Why did she look like she was having a PTSD reaction? Could she have been constantly beaten at home in the past? 

Did Carrie have such a fearful reaction when Zoe raised her hand against her because Bethany used to hit her frequently? 

Was that the case? 

“When did you two get here? Why didn’t you guys let me know?” 

Bella came downstairs and jumped in fright when she saw the two 

men sitting quietly in the living room. 

She hurriedly tried to calm her unsteady breathing. 

Ryan put his phone away and flashed his teeth at Bella with a devious 

smile. “Ah, we just didn’t want to intrude. You two get to meet so 

rarely that we thought you should have more time to nurture your 

feelings. We just didn’t want to be there disturbing you.” 

“Nurture our feelings, my ass!” 

Bella was so angry that she wished she could use her stiletto heel to 

stab holes into Ryan’s mischievous, smiling face. 

Ryan crossed his legs and turned to appraise Bella closely, propping 

his chin on his hand. 

He noticed that her lips were glossy and her cheeks were red with a flush that had not yet receded, and the ever-so-experienced Mr. Hoffman raised an eyebrow in interest. ‘My brother has done it, hasn’t 

he? Wow, Justin looks really serious on the surface, but he’s just as horny as hell. What an asshole!’ 

“Young Madam! You finally came! There’s hope for Mr. Salvador 

now!” lan gazed at Bella with stars in his eyes, smiling so widely that 

he was about to burst into tears. 

Bella had no time to correct his form of address for her right now and 

said’ seriously, “Mr. Harris, Mr. Salvador’s high fever was caused by 

the recurrence of his internal injuries. It shouldn’t be neglected. I’ve