The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 1622-“Justin… You’re really despicable!” Christopher gritted his teeth, his bloodstained lips twitching.
“Despicable? I’m merely giving you a taste of your own medicine.”
Justin’s eyes narrowed. “Christopher, anyone can play dirty tricks and backstab people. I just couldn’t care less to use such methods against you. I don’t want to become a venomous snake like you. However, the condition was that you could not touch Bella or her family. Otherwise, the beating you got today will be nothing compared to the pain I’ll inflict on you in the future, which will be a hundred times worse.” After that, Justin turned around arrogantly and walked away without waiting for Christopher to react.
“Mr. Christopher! I’ll immediately call over some reinforcements. We’ll avenge you!” Taylor had never seen his boss suffer such humiliation, almost shedding angry tears.
Christopher’s body trembled, and he spat on the ground.
With a soft thud, a tooth from the left side of his mouth fell out, showing how ruthless Justin had been.
“Even if you call ten more men, they won’t be a match for him.”
Christopher used all his strength to stand up, the corner of his lips suddenly curling into a creepy, terrifying smile, like a demon that had crawled out of hell.
“Don’t be anxious. There is always someone better than him. Even if he doesn’t fall into my hands, someone else will make him wish he were dead. They will bring him to utter ruin!”
When Justin returned, Wyatt’s complexion looked much better. Bella was feeding Wyatt sliced apples.
Justin came into the room, bringing with him a chilling sense, his breathing uneven.
Bella’s beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and she joked, “What took you so long?
Did your phone fall into the toilet?”
Justin said gently, “Sorry, Bella. Something urgent came up, so it took longer.”
“Ms. Bella, let me.” Quentin sensed that the couple needed to talk, so he tactfully took the fruit plate from Bella.
But Wyatt was suddenly insensitive at this time, glancing sideways at Quentin and grumbling, “Look at you. It’s rare for my daughter to pamper me. Can’t you let me enjoy this treatment? Why would you choose this time to show how hardworking you are?”
Quentin could only smile wryly, as if he were looking at an old child.
Bella and Justin could not help but laugh, chasing away the gloom caused by Christopher.
The couple walked into an adjacent room, where emotions and lust ran high.
Bella pressed close, her soft breasts tightly pressing against the man’s stillheaving chest, and she lifted her fair leg, pressing her knee against his leg.
Her sparkling eyes carried a predatory gleam.
Justin felt his mouth go dry. His throat bobbed, and his hand moved to the small of her back. “Bella, your father is just on the other side of this wall. You can’t be thinking of doing it here…”
“Ugh, why’s your head filled with such perverted thoughts?” Bella lowered her voice, flicking Justin’s forehead.
“I was never like this before.”
Justin’s large hands traveled up from her waist to the back of her neckn rubbing it gentle “But as long as i touched you, I couldn’t hold it in. It’s like I’m addicted to wanting you.”
Shameless, sweet talk rolled off his tongue so smoothly.
Bella’s face flushed, and her heart thumped as she punched his ghest playfully, “hatwere you doing just nöw?” Justin pressed his lips together.
“You’re still out of breath now. Are you so exhausted by a phone call?”
Bella narrowed her eyes, drawing circles on his chin with her fingertips. “Did you go to take a call or beat up a dog?”
“Smartass. I can’t hide anything from you.” Justin lowered his head and kissed the corner of Bella’s lips.
“I know you’re pissed off too, but we don’t need to rush for revenge.”
Bella took his hands, noticing his reddened knuckles, and gripped, them tightly. “‘m more afraid you would gét bitten by a venomous snake. It wouldn’t be worth it.”