The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge
Chapter 1391

"Honey! How did you get in here? When did you..."

Justin's mind was still foggy, and his hands, accustomed to caressing her, could not help but gently stroke up and down her sides.

Bella held her chest, pouting. "Phew... You scared me to death. Did you know your gaze just now was terrifying? You looked like you were about to eat me up!"

"I'm sorry, Bella. It's an old reflex I got from my military days. It's an untreatable stress response."

As she listened, deep compassion welled up in Bella's eyes as she softly caressed his cheek.

Overcome with guilt, Justin took her hand and kissed her palm, feeling nervous. "Why did you come in here secretly? What if someone saw you?"

"Secretly? This is my house. I don't need to sneak around. I walked in here openly."

Bella squinted playfully, tapping his nose. "Hmm? Why do I sense that you're feeling a little flustered, Mr. Salvador?"

"This is my first time really coming to your home, Bella. I want to make a good impression on your family." Justin admitted, his voice muffled.

"Pfft, so that's what this is about."

Bella chuckled. Her naughty fingers playfully unbuttoned two buttons on his shirt. "Our family is known for being the toughest crowd to stir up, serve, and please in the world. Otherwise, that snake Christopher would've wormed his way into our inner circle long ago, right?"

"Bella..." The man chuckled wryly.

"They're gradually coming to accept you, so don't worry. Just be yourself."

As Bella spoke gently, Justin realized she had already undone his shirt buttons. "You've been staying up late working again. If you keep sitting and sleeping like this until morning, you'll end up with a herniated disc. Take these off and change into your pajamas. Then get into bed properly."

"Alright, fine."

Justin agreed obediently, but as he changed into his pajamas, he stretched his back and felt both soreness and pain.

He thought, 'Maybe it really is because of my age...'

"Bella, you should head back to your room..."

However, before he could finish his sentence, Bella, quick and nimble like a playful little rabbit, had already jumped into his bed.

"I want to sleep with you."

"Bella, please. Just wait until we return to Savrow..."

"No, I want it now!" Bella insisted, gripping the hem of his shirt tightly.

Justin looked intently at her as she bit her lip, appearing stubborn yet seductive. Desire surged within him, his lower abdomen tightening as he fought the urge to pin her down and ravish her on the bed. In the end, he compromised and slowly lay down beside her.

Bella rolled into his embrace, and he skillfully wrapped his arms around her, offering his arm for her to use as a pillow.

At that moment, the couple felt completely satisfied, quietly sighing in a shared, unspoken understanding.

"You should stop degrading yourself in front of Wyatt."

Bella could not bear to see Justin's self-esteem wounded, especially since the Justin she loved had always been an unrivaled luminary, shining bright for the past thirteen years. "Even though he has four wives, he's not a king, and this isn't an old feudal society. You shouldn't have to lower yourself in front of him. Always remember that you're Bella Thompson's man."

"I was just too overwhelmed at that moment. I didn't think it through."

Justin chuckled huskily, "You don't know how close I was to saying 'Thank you, Wyatt' instead of saying 'Thank you, Chairman Thompson"."

Bella's heart fluttered, and then she blushed and pecked him on the lips.

"Muah!"

In the quiet of the night, that kiss was incredibly sweet.

Justin's smile deepened affectionately.

Bella's eyes, brimming with desire, sparkled enchantingly in the romantic night.

Her hand smoothly slid toward his silk pajamas.

"Bella... We're at your house." Justin gasped, holding her hand.

Her soft moan sent shivers through his body, stirring his soul, "Weren't we always at my place, too?"

The man's eyes reddened with restraint, and his voice was hoarse. "That's not the same..."

"To me, it's all the same."

Bella kissed his Adam's apple and wrapped her leg around his waist. "Anywhere with you is home."

Suddenly, the last remaining string of Justin's restraint snapped.

The next moment, he groaned deeply, pressing her beneath him, his hands swiftly sliding off her thin and delicate nightgown.

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