The Divorced Heiress Revenge (Bella Thompson) novel Chapter 662

Chapter 662 

“Carrie slowly looked up, her clear eyes meeting Bella’s gaze. 

She did not say one word. 

However, Bella could read the answer in Carrie’s eyes. 

“It’s not every day Carrie falls for a boy and stands her ground for him, Bella. Just give her a break. If being with Ryan makes her happy and comfortable, let them get along and see where it takes them.” 

Justin looked over and offered words of comfort with a hint of 

pleading in her ear. 

“I can tell that Carrie has feelings for him. I’m not trying to break them 

1. I just ” Bella met his eyes. 

“I get it. I understand.” 

Justin let out an understanding smile. His usual stoic expression 

beamed only for her. “But don’t forget that Carrie has you and m 

His response was brief but strong. 

Bella felt butterflies and looked away. 

Such was Justin. There was no bullshit with him. He kept his words 

short but effective. 

Apart from Wyatt and Celeste-the star of the night-the whole family 

sat at Bella’s table. 

Justin stubbornly would not leave the seat beside Bella. Despite the 

angry and contemptuous stares, he remained unfazed and still. 

He was unashamed and unapologetic. 

“Your seat isn’t here, Mr. Salvador.” 

Ralph narrowed his eyes at Justin’s composed face and snapped at 

him as if he were interrogating a suspect. “The table here is for our family and close friends. Who are you to sit here?” 

It was silent at the table as all eyes were on Justin. 

Faced with scrutiny, the man merely curled his lips and looked deep into the eyes of the woman, who had remained indifferent to the 

situation. 

“My seat is next to wherever Bella sits.” 

Bella nearly choked. She turned her head and snapped an angry look at Justin, who did not seem to think that his comment was 

inappropriate. 

“Tsk!” Ralph averted his gaze and downed his drink.. 

“Hmph! I don’t know what the house rules are for the Salvadors, but here, we don’t let our dogs near the dinner table.” Sasha’s words were 

biting. 

Sasha crossed her legs and sank her back against the seat while tapping the table. She sure looked like a mafia boss. 

Justin tensed his jawline. 

No one would be happy to be called less than a human. 

Although he loved Bella and wanted to leave a good impression on 

her family, there was no reason for the Thompsons to trample on his 

dignity. 

“Enough. Grandpa Nigel is here tonight. At least show him some 

respect. Let’s just enjoy dinner.” Bella stood up for Justin, as her family had gone out of line. 

“Ms. Bella.”