The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

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Chapter 622

Elsewhere, Justin was recuperating alone in one of his private villas in the suburbs.

Today was the last day for the first course of treatment, so Justin knew that Bella would send someone

over with more medication.

He did not think that she still felt something for him.

But rather, he knew that she did not want to owe him anything.

During the day, Justin felt fine, apart from the pain in his chest. But unexpectedly, he began to have a

high fever once night fell.

“lan… lan?”

Justin’s throat was hoarse and dry. He would suddenly feel cold, and/ moments later, he would burn up.

It was hard for him to keep his eyes

open.

He called lan’s name a few more times before remembering that he had sent lan to the office to get

some important documents. That fellow was probably still on the road right now.

Justin struggled to get up and only noticed then that his bedsheets and blankets were soaked through

with sweat. His hair was sticking to his forehead, and his pajamas were drenched, as if he had gone for

a swim.

He changed into a fresh set of pajamas before heading downstairs to

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get some water.

Right then, the doorbell rang.

Confused, Justin walked over slowly to the display linked to hist doorbell camera and tapped on the

“camera” option to view who was

at the door.

When Bella’s beautiful face entered his vision, his dull eyes

immediately lit up, and his heart started beating uncontrollably fast.

“Justin Salvador, I know you’re in there. Open up!” Bella’s expression

was as cold as ice as she stared straight at the camera.

Justin pursed his lips silently.

“Are you really dead, or just pretending to be dead? Open the door!”

Bella put a hand on her hip as she glared at the camera. “I hope you have a will done. I’m coming in to

collect your corpse!”

Justin could not help but cough at her razor-sharp words.

“Don’t assume that you’re the only one who knows how to use that

move. I know how to use it too!”

Bella was a little anxious now, and her temper flared as she pounded

the door with her fist. “If you don’t come out, I’m not leaving-”

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Unexpectedly, before she could finish speaking, the door opened.

Wearing dark blue pajamas, Justin stood tall before her. He was pale

and smiling weakly, yet strikingly.

“Ms. Thompson, it’s very cold outside. Please come in.”

How could he let her suffer in the cold outside? His heart would ache.

Bella’s heart sank when she noticed that Justin had lost a lot of

weight.

He was visibly pallid.

Had he not been taking his medication on time? Not long ago, he

looked like he had obviously gotten a lot better, so how did he get like this again?

Bella bit her lower lip and walked inside.

Justin mustered his energy and led her to the living room.

“How did you get here, Ms. Thompson? Did lan tell you about this place?”

“Don’t blame Mr. Harris. He was looking out for you.”

Bella sat down on the sofa and looked straight at him with a stern gaze. Her voice was calm and cold,

so he could not tell if she was concerned. “You don’t have many reliable people by your side. You’re

really foolish if you really fire him because of this. There’s

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working for a foolish boss like you, either. I’ll offer Mr. Har

at KS Group. You’d better not cry when that happens.”

“You’re overthinking it, Ms. Thompson.” Justin gazed deeply in

eyes.

int in

Because of the joy in his heart, even if he pretended to be calm, he could not stop his dry lips from

curling upward. “lan’s been working

with me for so many years. How could I let him go? I just…”

‘I just didn’t want you to worry…’ Justin thought to himself.

He suddenly recalled how Bella determinedly distanced herself from him and how she stood with

Christopher Iverson that night. Her entire being screamed rejection and annoyance at Justin.

That was why Justin no longer had the courage to say that he did not want her to worry.

“You keep calling me Ms. Thompson and being weirdly polite. Why aren’t you calling me by my name

anymore?” Bella narrowed her eyes slightly and asked indifferently.

“Because I know you don’t like it.”

Bella was slightly stunned by this, and an inexplicable sour feeling

arose in her heart.

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