The Divorced Heiress Revenge (Bella Thompson) novel Chapter 832

Chapter 832 

Initially, Arnold was reluctant to open the door. But the person outside was knocking persistently and patiently, never stopping. 

Annoyed, Arnold sprang up from the bed, walked to the door with an 

angry expression, and yanked the door open. “What’s the matter? You’re so noisy!” 

To his surprise, Asher stood at the door in a suit and leather shoes, greeting him with a gentle smile. “Mr. Larson, did you sleep well last night?” 

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“It’s alright, just a little lonely. After all, there is no one to cuddle with in bed.” Arnold’s words were all self-indulgent, venting his anger at being kidnapped. 

“Can I come in?” Asher asked. 

Arnold pursed his lips and stepped aside, allowing him to enter. They walked to the living room, just outside the bedroom. 

Arnold was already treating the place as his own home, sprawling on the sofa. His fair legs crossed and rested on the coffee table. 

He glanced toward Asher, who was sitting upright. “What’s so urgent that you’re here so early in the morning, cousin?” 

It was only then that he noticed that there was a medical kit on the coffee table. 

“I noticed you were injured yesterday, so I brought you some 

medicine.” 

Arnold raised his eyebrows slyly and leaned closer to him. “Have you ever heard of the saying that there’s no such thing as a free lunch?” 

Asher, feeling the tension, met Arnold’s gaze. “What are you trying to 

say?” 

“Are you here on Bella’s orders to deliberately please me, or are you 

really concerned about the injury on my foot?” Arnold asked. His 

voice did not match his feminine appearance, but it still carried a 

seductive charm. 

“You are Bella’s guest and also Aunt Mila’s nephew. This is the least I should do.” Asher lowered his eyelids again.