The Divorced Heiress Revenge (Bella Thompson) novel Chapter 935

Chapter 935 

At this moment, for the first time in his life, Justin felt the urge to show off. He wanted to take a picture and send it to Ryan. 

Ryan should know that he was not the only one who could come to 

Bella’s house. Look, he also made it! 

“Justin, what are you looking around at?” 

Bella glanced at him in surprise. “Do you know you look like a thief 

just now?” 

“Sorry.” Justin quickly retracted his gaze, feeling that he had lost his 

composure. 

“Except for the last room on the left side of the second floor, you can 

choose any other room to stay in. I have some ingredients left by 

Steven in the fridge, so you can make yourself some food. I don’t 

have a cook here,” Bella said casually and went upstairs. 

“Why can’t I enter that room?” Justin asked foolishly. 

“Because that’s my bedroom.” 

Bella suddenly halted. She turned around and looked at Justin with a 

sneer. “Rest assured, I don’t have any secrets that can’t be seen or any lovers I can’t forget. If you want to visit my bedroom, you can do 

so now.” 

For some reason, she was being sarcastic. 

When she thought about those old photos of Rosalind, still carefully 

treasured in the study until now, she felt an unavoidable sense of pain 

in her heart. 

It was because Bella still cared about Justin. She could not resist 

bringing it up whenever she had a chance to imitate him. 

She was merely a mortal, not a saint, 

Could she not hold a grudge and throw a small tantrum? 

“Bella…” 

Justin’s eyes glittered with tears. He knew Bella was still upset about what happened at the villa, 

However, a flame of hope had rekindled in his heart. If Bella truly did not love him anymore and was only together with him for revenge, there was no need for her to mention this. 

If she brought it up, it meant she cared about his past and him. 

“Suit yourself. I’ll go up first.” 

Bella’s voice became noticeably deep and hoarse. “I hope you adjust your mindset soon. Our revenge is about to begin.” 

“Bella, I’ve sold that villa and got rid of everything inside except for my mother’s photos.” Justin felt as if a heavy rock pressed on his chest, almost suffocating him. 

Bella looked indifferent. “It has nothing to do with me. Those are your personal belongings, and you can handle them as you see fit.” 

“I know their existence has hurt you.