The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

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Chapter 880 As he approached his car, Asher was greeted by Arnold's voice from behind.

“Asher.” Asher’s tall figure paused. He took a deep breath before slowly turning to face Arnold.

The lighting in the underground parking lot was dim.

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“What's up?” Asher composed himself, his deep gaze fixed on Arnold.

Arnold's narrow, fox-like eyes narrowed slightly as he approached Asher.

“I understand that you're worried about your sister. | understand exactly how you feel.” Arnold's delicate lips approached Asher’s ear, his tone alluring. “But promise me, don’t do anything stupid. Don’t let your dear little sister worry about you. And sparethe worry, too. | know you're busy, so I'm not gonna ask for a ride.” Arnold straightened up, adopting his usual carefree grin once more. It looks like I'll be sticking around for a little longer. Maybe I'll swing by a car dealership later and get a car for convenience. Ash, do you have any connections with people working at a dealership? Can they givea discount?” Before Arnold had fully settled, Asher’s breathing grew heavy.

i x] Arnold's pupils contracted, his heart pounding like a drum.

“Well, | have enough tto give you a ride.” “Once we return to Yara Park, feel free to take any car from the underground garage.” * For two full days, Justin hardly ate anything. He only drank swater and spent the majority of the tin a deep, oblivious slumber.

lan remained by his side, tending to him incessantly. His anxiety was palpable, and he felt like an ant on a hot pan. Every evening, he would Took out the window, praying sincerely for Justin's swift recovery.

He would rather endure the sickness himself than witness his boss's suffering.

Justin was just a wandering zombie without Bella in his life. It must be agonizing.

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“lan, how's your boss doing?” Ryan called lan to check on Justin. His voice was tinged with deep concern. “Has he woken up? I'll cover right away to see him.” “You don’t have to come, Mr. Hoffman. Mr. Salvador has already taken his medication and fallen asleep,” lan replied gloomily.

“But is it medication for treatment or just sleeping pills? Every t Justin takes them, he sleeps endlessly. Maybe we should take him to the hospital. I'll arrange everything and ensure that it remains confidential!” “There's no need for that, Mr. Hoffman. Even Ms. Thompson, the renowned specialist, couldn’t find a solution for Mr. Salvador’s condition. What else can the other doctors do?” lan turned back to look at the unconscious Justin with a heavy heart.” | don’t even know if there's any real significance in him taking this medication.” “What do you mean?” “Mr. Salvador gets severe side effects from it. Although his tremors stopped after taking the medicine, he suffers from frequent vomiting and drowsiness. It feels like he’s just trading one form of pain for another. If this continues, | fear he may beccompletely incapacitated!” Ryan was shocked. He went speechless for a moment.

“Mr. Salvador has sacrificed so much for Ms. Thompson. Everything happened because of her... So, why? Why can’t she just give Mr.

Salvador another chance?” lan’s anxiety caused him to speak somewhat recklessly.

“Don’t say that, lan.” After a pause, Ryan sighed softly, “Bella has never done anything wrong. Now that Justin is going through this tribulation, perhaps it's a form of redemption. After all, as someone who is always by Justin’s side, you've witnessed everything in their three-year marriage. I'm sure you understand it very well.”

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