The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

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Chapter 558

“Why are you saying my name like that?”

Bella looked at the embarrassed man with a chilling gaze and said.

peevishly, “Don’t you find it nauseating? I do.”

“I just don’t want to feel like a stranger to you.” Justin’s heart

dropped. He had no idea why she was mad again.

Words of endearment were not his forte. He was a decisive and

eloquent president on the business front but tongue-tied in the

presence of his beloved woman.

“Please don’t use the tone you used with Rosalind on me. It’s an

insult that you put me on the same level as her.” Bella’s eyes were

biting.

Justin pressed his dry lips together and felt his throat itch.

The hurt he imparted her with had never disappeared. In fact, the cut was as deep as the day they

divorced.

Bella would get hung up on anything that reminded her of the past.

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It never crossed her mind to forgive him. Maybe she commanded herself not to forget the humiliating

past. That very reason kept them rooted in place, unable to take the first step toward a new chapter.

“I didn’t mean to lump you in the same group as her, Bella. I just Justin explained desperately.

“Enough.”

Bella opened the door and interrupted him from finishing. “Don’t read

into it. I told you to come over because I know you well. You will never leave Roza’s workplace until I let

you do what you want to. I just don’t

want to give Roza any problems.”

Justin stared at Bella’s back dejectedly.

She only brought Justin to the studio because she was pressed for

time. Celeste’s birthday was around the corner, and the operation of

the hotel business took up most of her days. Bella only had time in the evenings to make the dress at

Roza’s studio.

Bella grabbed a hair tie on the table and secured her hair into a bun.

Justin looked at her tenderly, his fingers twitching.

He was tempted to run his fingers along her thick, black hair.

Justin remembered sharing a bed with her when they first got married. Bella was not the type to stay

still in her sleep, and her hair would spread to his side of the bed. Not wanting her hair to get caught

under him, Justin had once carefully tamed the loose strands

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together.

The man felt a lump in his throat as his eyes welled up.

At the time, Bella slept by his side and was within his reach. Now, he had no right to even be close to

her.

“Hey.”

Bella had a pin between her lips while sewing embellishments onto the gown. “Have you been keeping

well?”

“I’ve been well,” Justin responded with a hoarse voice.

“I see.”

Without stopping the task at hand, she looked up at the dazed man.

Didn’t you say that you wanted a moment with me? What’s on your

mind?”

Justin was lost for words.

“Ha? Cat got your tongue? You better not lie to me about having

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something to say.”

The man’s breath hitched. He knew that he would be kicked out if he

did not start talking. “I wanted to ask Ms. Walker about a person.”

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“Who?”

“Sharon.”

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Bella’s face was emotionless, but her fingers trembled. “Sharon? The internationally renowned fashion

designer? Why do you want to ask

about her?”

“I need her help to design an outfit,” Justin said earnestly.

“She’s busy. Just forget it.” With downcast eyes, Bella scoffed to

herself.

The bastard wanted Alexa to design a jewelry piece for him, and now he wanted Sharon to design him

an outfit.

Did he seriously think the world revolves around him?

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