The Divorced Heiress Revenge (Bella Thompson) novel Chapter 871

Chapter 871 

Bella’s heart skipped a beat. Her hand trembled, and with a bang, the photo frame fell to the ground and broke into pieces. 

The glass shards accidentally cut her ankle, and a few blood droplets 

oozed from the thin wound. 

“Why are you here?” 

Justin’s deep and hoarse voice came from behind her, piercing 

through her fragile back. 

Bella did not turn around. She said coldly, “Sorry for disturbing you. I’II 

leave immediately.” / 

Justin stared at Bella. She wore his shirt, which was oversized on her, 

and under the gentle glow of the soft lights, he could vaguely see her 

petite and curvy figure. She exuded a type of charm that made him 

want to embrace and protect her. 

His throat bobbed, and his tongue felt unbearably dry. 

Just now, he suddenly woke up from a slumber, drenched in sweat 

He subconsciously reached out beside him but found nothing. Bella 

was gone. 

However, he saw her clothes on the floor. Bella did not even put on 

her high heels, so she must still be in the villa. He calmed down and 

quickly got out of bed to look for her 

Justin had forgotten how things went out of control. Did he hurt her? 

Guilt filled his heart, and his eyes reddened. He walked toward her. 

At this moment, Bella suddenly turned around, lowering her head as 

she walked briskly past him. 

Justin’s pupils contracted, and he quickly grabbed her. 

“Don’t go.” 

“You don’t have the right to order me around.” 

Justin circled his arm around her and pulled her into his embrace. His 

gaze was like a sharp knife as he stared into her cold eyes, saying,” 

Bella, after what happened last night, don’t you have anything to say 

to me?” 

“No.” 

Bella avoided his intense gaze and emphasized, “Let go.” 

“Bella, I don’t do flings. Although we are divorced, after everything 

that happened last night, I will definitely take responsibility.” J 

eyes were sincere as his fingers gripping her wrist continued to 

tighten. 

“It’s just a one-night stand. What responsibility? We’re both adu We can take responsibility for our choices.” 

Bella snorted and shook off his hand, and her tone turned sarcastic. 

But you should be more careful in the future. Don’t get drugged again. 

“Bella!” Justin felt a pain in his heart. He squeezed her shoulder with frightening strength. 

“Don’t touch me! Fuck off!” 

Bella clenched her fists, pounding at Justin’s naked chest angrily. Her indignant roar carried a hint of hoarseness from crying, pricking