The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge
Chapter 1322

The air in the living room immediately turned cold.

Ralph knew that he could not try to mediate between his father and sister because it might even make things worse, so he left the area discreetly. Yasmin also brought Carrie away, leaving them space to talk.

Justin's breath hitched in his chest. His trembling hand instinctively wanted to hold Bella's hand, but his fingers curled inward, halting the movement.

He thought, 'Bella... I really don't want to let you leave.'

Justin was never a coward. He was open about loving or hating someone.

However, he felt like he owed Bella and felt guilty toward Wyatt.

Regardless of whether it was the three years of painful marriage or the child Bella lost, it was all Justin's fault. He hurt Wyatt's precious daughter and was an unforgivable sinner.

Forget Wyatt hurling insults at him; even if Wyatt wanted to beat him up again, Justin would let Wyatt vent until he was satisfied.

"Wyatt, what are you thinking?" Bella snorted, her gaze determined. "If I had planned to listen to you, I wouldn't have risked breaking my bones to escape from home. You'd be better off worrying less about me. When I left home and wandered overseas, you didn't find me. Now, to ruin my happiness, you're truly giving it your all with extreme measures."

Justin pursed his lips and stepped forward, staring anxiously at Bella's resolved face.

"Bella... You!" Rage surged within Wyatt, causing his face to pale and his breath to be unsteady. "Look at you now! Are you still the sophisticated young lady of the Thompson family?! You even went to the supermarket for groceries yourself! Were you cooking for the past few days?! Was it not enough to serve the Salvadors for three years as a maid for free? Is this the love and the life you want?!" Wyatt got angrier as he spoke. He thought, 'The only daughter of the woman I loved the most should be cherished. How could my princess endure such suffering?! Justin is a bastard!' "Wyatt, this is the life I've always wanted-an ordinary life."

Bella's heart swirled with complicated emotions, her nose tingling. "I don't think it is suffering because this is what I wanted. I only want a simple life with someone, having three meals a day throughout the four seasons."

Justin's thin lips paled, and his curled fingers clenched into fists of regret. 'Three meals a day throughout the four seasons... That was what Bella always wanted, but I only managed to give it to her now.' Bella said, "You've never experienced these, and you've never really understood me. You don't even know what my mother wanted. Therefore, you don't have the right to judge my life and intervene with my choices."

Her words caused heart-aching burns in Wyatt's heart, and his vision gradually turned blurry.

"Also, Justin was the one cooking all these days. He cleaned the house and washed my clothes. I was just accompanying him on grocery shopping."

Bella's warm hands wrapped over Justin's clenched fists, firmly intertwining their fingers. "Justin knows how to do everything except give birth. You don't need to worry about me anymore. You can either stay for dinner and taste Justin's cooking or leave."

As he still had matters to discuss with Bella, Ralph did not leave after avoiding the scene. Instead, he strolled around in the villa.

Ralph casually walked into a long corridor and noticed that the wall was filled with paintings delicately framed with exquisite copper.

There was beautiful scenery and cute animals, but more were portraits.

Ralph subconsciously stopped in front of a one-meter-tall painting. In the painting, the man wearing a black shirt with a lean figure and broad shoulders, eyes sparkling like diamonds, was Ryan. Ralph's eyes widened slightly as he admired the painting. His good manners restrained him from reaching out to touch it.

"Such a nice painting... It's as real as a photograph."

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