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The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 2221-"Give her back to you? Haha…"

Christopher's tone was cold and disdainful, gloomy and sinister. "Justin, Bella belonged to me from the beginning. You snatched her away. You shamelessly possessed her but didn't cherish her, letting her suffer pain and grievance, lose her child, and strip away her right to become a mother!"

Justin felt as if his throat was strangled. He gasped for breath, and his heart ached terribly.

Those words hit his chest like a bullet, creating a hole that could never heal. Blood oozed out cruelly and continuously.

He knew Christopher was messing with his mind, provoking him, and trying to break down his mental defenses.

Justin wanted to calm down, but everything Christopher said was true.

He could not escape, his body trembling slightly from the pain, and his heart, filled with regret, sank lower and lower, falling into the abyss.

"You nearly ruined the rose I love most. She almost wilted because of you! Justin, you don't deserve to be by Bella's side. Your belated love is worthless. If she were not bewitched, deceived, and fooled by you, she would have been with me a long time ago, and we would be married.

"I will love her, cherish her, and spoil her… I'm willing to destroy everything for another second with her. She's the only person in my heart. Can you do the same? You hesitate and waver. You're cautious to a fault, and you can't even see your own feelings. You're so dirty that it disgusts me. What right do you have to spend your life with Bella?"

As he spoke, Christopher laughed uncontrollably again, his laughter echoing in the luxurious but eerie cage.

"But luckily, after all the twists and turns, the person who won the title of Bella's husband is still me." The man's trembling and hoarse voice was full of affection, with the aftertaste of having savored something sweet. "Now, Bella and I are truly married. Justin, we've had our wedding on this island of roses and shared a romantic wedding night. She is completely mine now. From now on, she is Mrs. Iverson."

"Shut up!" Justin panted heavily, as if he were suffocating. Physical and emotional pain overwhelmed him, cruelly and fiercely crashing into his crumbling soul like a violent wave.

His vision blurred with pain, and he shot wildly in the direction of Christopher's voice until he was out of bullets.

Justin squeezed his bloodshot eyes and tried to load another magazine, but his hands were trembling so much that he could not fit it in.

"Tsk, just look at you now." Christopher's tone was full of brazen mockery. "You called me a lunatic, but you're even worse off than me right now. Justin, what you wanted was merely a woman who belonged to you, someone pure and untouched. You're angry because I took Bella and seized something you thought was yours.

"Your love was not so great. Everything you've done that seems selfless was only to cover up your narrow- mindedness, insecurity, and dirty thoughts. It's a show for Bella. You can fool others, but not me."

Lies! No matter what Bella was like, Justin would still want her.

Justin merely hated the fact that he was too late and did not protect Bella properly, letting her go through so much suffering and pain.

He deserved to die a thousand times.

"Christopher… My love for Bella is not something you could judge." Justin bit the inside of his lip and regained his senses, his throat full of the metallic taste of blood. "Today, I will take Bella with me. If I can't, I'll trade my life to bring her home!"

The moment his determined words fell, his eyes welled up with tears.

For half a month, Bella had been with this devil-how had she endured every day and night? Just thinking about it made his world collapse.

There was a long silence from the other side.

"Fine. Justin, since you said so, I can't wait to see your sincerity." Christopher's voice suddenly turned cold and chilling, "Bella and I are at the rose garden behind the mountain. Come and prove your love for her!"

In the forest, Drew and Jace had exchanged over a hundred blows. Their fierce battle was locked in a stalemate.

Their movements were as fast as lightning, fists cutting through the air, radiating murderous intent.

Though the close combat was dangerous, it gave Drew more opportunities to observe this man who looked exactly like Hugh. He even found moments during their confrontation to ask questions.

"What's your name?"

"How old are you?"

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 2222-Drew berated Jace with so many questions.

"Do you have a family?"

"Can you fly a plane?"

Jace furrowed his brows deeply, his fists tightening. He was annoyed by Drew's questions, thinking to himself, 'At this moment of life and death, this man still had the leisure to ask him these boring questions. Something is seriously wrong with him!' Initially, Jace only wanted to hold Drew back. But with time, Jace felt that if he did not beat Drew up, he would not be able to vent out the frustration in his chest.

Therefore, his punches and kicks became fiercer.

Drew knew that dragging this out would not lead anywhere. He had to test him.

Even if someone lost their memories due to an accident and forgot everything, they might still retain ingrained habits and instincts.

"Look, there's a snake!"

Drew looked at the ground by Jace's feet and suddenly shouted!

The next second, the cold and murderous Jace instantly turned pale, and he quickly staggered a few steps back.

"Hugh… You're him! You are!" Drew's eyes lit up with joy.

Their fifth brother liked apples and often enjoyed sitting under an apple tree to read while munching on an apple.

Once, when they were younger, a small snake fell from the apple tree, landing on his head while hissing, scaring him so much he no longer dared to read under the tree for a long time.

Since then, Hugh has been especially afraid of snakes, even shuddering uncontrollably when he sees a wriggling earthworm.

Only the Thompson family knew about this. As a killer who lived on the edge and killed without blinking, how could Jace be afraid of a mere snake?

"Hugh… I'm Drew! Your brother!" Drew's eyes teared up, intense emotions choking up his throat. "Why did you lose your memories? Why don't you recognize me?!"

Seeing that there was no snake by his feet, Jace realized Drew had tricked him.

His face darkened, and he was about to attack, but an order suddenly sounded in his earpiece.

"Hugh!" Drew grew anxious. Just as he was about to step forward, Jace swiftly retreated, throwing a black object to the ground.

Hiss- Instantly, the forest was covered in thick white smoke, obscuring everything in sight.

It was tear gas!

Drew choked and coughed violently, tears streaming down his face uncontrollably. When he broke through the smoke, Jace was long gone.

Justin clutched the bloody wound on his left shoulder as he sprinted toward the rose garden. Nobody stood in his way, and no assassins attacked him.

It showed that the battle in the living room had depleted almost all of Christopher's remaining forces. Or perhaps, Christopher had set up a more devious trap, waiting for Justin to step right into it.

The rose garden loomed ahead, dazzling in the sunlight like a mesmerizing ruby that could enchant people.

From a distance, Justin's eyes were drawn to the statue of a goddess.

He immediately recognized Bella's face on the statue.

A sharp pain stabbed his heart, and he quickened his pace, entering the rose garden. Step by step, he walked toward the crystal-like glass conservatory.

Amidst the vibrant, fragrant roses, Bella wore a pure white lace wedding gown, sitting gracefully on a vintage red velvet sofa.

"Bella!"

Justin's blood boiled, surging through his veins as he ran toward her, disregarding everything else. He called her name repeatedly, but she had no response.

The breathtaking beauty, with her bare shoulder exposed, lay peacefully asleep, like a delicate white rose floating in a sea of red.

Just as Justin was one step away from the conservatory, Christopher, dressed in a pure black tuxedo, emerged behind the goddess statue, walking over to Bella's side.

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 2223-The two people who greeted Justin's bloodshot eyes looked like a perfect pair of bride and groom.

It was his first time seeing Bella in a wedding dress. Justin had imagined it countless times in his dreams, but he never expected a scene like this.

She was breathtakingly beautiful, like a snow sculpture. Her pure white dress contrasted starkly with the man's black suit.

Justin approached step by step, his heart twisting in agony with every inch closer. His injured shoulder bled profusely, leaving a trail behind him.

At that moment, Bella resembled a porcelain doll, meticulously dressed and displayed on a shelf for the admiration of the one who loved her most.

Justin could see her, but he could not touch her.

What should have been a blissful scene was filled with eeriness, cruelty, and a sinister undertone instead.

"Bella! I'm here!"

Justin shouted with all his might until his voice was hoarse, tears blurring his vision. "Bella, wake up! Wake up… Look at me!"

"Shhh-"

Christopher stood tall and imposing behind Bella, one hand resting on her bare shoulder. His other hand raised gracefully, pressing a finger on his pale lips. "Don't be so loud. My wife is asleep. Justin, you had Bella for three whole years. Did you ever put a wedding dress on her? Did you give her a wedding? She was your wife, but was she ever truly a bride? These happy moments she wanted to have even in her dreams, things you couldn't give her… I gave them all to her."

Christopher leaned down, his finger gently caressing Bella's delicate chin, gazing at her flawless face with deep affection. "That night, we were really happy. Perhaps Bella hasn't fully given her heart to me yet, but I believe that with time and how well I treat her, she'll eventually forget you and fall in love with me."

Christopher's words were like a dagger to Justin's heart, twisting inside painfully.

He failed to give Bella a grand wedding, and he never made her a bride with a happy moment she could cherish for a lifetime.

Justin had even taken away her right to become a mother.

All that filled him now were regrets.

The one responsible for all these regrets, the one who caused them all, was Justin, the one who claimed to love Bella more than anyone.

Christopher continued looking at Bella, his emotions stirring even though she remained unresponsive.

The next second, he could not help but capture her lips, kissing her passionately, as if it were the end of the world.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Justin's eyes were bloodshot, like a beast in pain, roaring as he fired his gun repeatedly at the glass conservatory.

Watching Christopher kiss Bella before his eyes was more painful than having his bones crushed or being skinned alive.

However, the bullets merely struck the glass and fell to the ground.

The conservatory was made of bulletproof glass, so an ordinary handgun could not break it. Justin exhausted another magazine. He gasped for breath, trying to reload the gun again. Christopher finally pulled away from Bella's lips and spoke coldly. "Don't waste your strength. The firepower you have can't break through this glass."

Justin's tall and strong body trembled. "Christopher… Enough with the talk! You're doing all of this just to get revenge on me! Bella is innocent. Let her go, and I'll stay. If you want to settle things, I'll give it to you!"

"Justin, I have no interest in your pathetic life." Christopher laughed mockingly. "I told you. I want to see how deep your love for Bella really goes. I want you to prove it to me."

With that, the statue behind him shifted, revealing a hidden passage underground. A maid carrying a tray walked up, respectfully approaching Christopher.

Justin could see a beautifully crafted redwood box on the tray.

His heart pounded uncontrollably, and a suffocating dread, worse than death, flooded his body.

Christopher picked up the box and opened it. Inside were three pills: white, gray, and black. "Here are three pills. This was the first and only wedding gift I received after bringing Bella to this island of roses."

Christopher picked up one of the pills, examining it closely. "The person who gave them to me said that if I fed these pills to Bella, she would belong to me forever."

Justin's bloodshot eyes widened, his steel-like fists pounding furiously on the glass wall.

"But I just couldn't bear to do it."

Christopher closed his hand around the pills, sighing softly. "Because that person also said that the person who took the pills would suffer from immense pain. I can't bear to let Bella be the bearer of that. My heart is conflicted. I don't know what will happen to her if she takes them. I'm curious, though. So, I've come up with a solution-"

He held the exquisite box and stepped closer to Justin.

The two men locked eyes, separated only by the seemingly invisible glass wall.

On one side stood a man with pure malice, and on the other was a man with burning desperation.

"Take these three pills." Christopher's lips curled into a wicked smile. "Do that to prove your love for Bella."

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 2224-Justin stared at those three pills in shock.

The chilling dread, brought by the unknown, surged and churned through his heart.

Christopher was calculating, cunning, and cruel. Everything he said could easily be a clever manipulation of words.

Perhaps these pills were simply poison, and Christopher wanted to kill him without spilling any blood.

"If I take them all, will you let Bella go?" Justin parted his lips. His voice cracked and faltered.

Christopher smiled indifferently. "Yeah."

"Do you think I believe you? If you want to kill me, come out here yourself or send your lackeys to face me head-on. Or better yet, shoot me."

Justin slammed his fist on the glass again. "Don't try to trick me with this wicked method. I won't fall for it!"

"You choose." Christopher's smile deepened. "It's either you or her. Justin, the choice is yours."

Justin felt as if his heart was cut by a blade. He roared, "Christopher! Don't you dare touch Bella!"

"If you say so, you've already made your choice." Christopher picked up the black pill and left the other two to prevent Justin from trying something clever. "Just take this one. I don't want to make things difficult for you."

"Give me all of them!" Justin saw through his intentions and said without hesitation, "I'll do as you ask. Let Bella go!"

From the beginning, he knew he had no choice.

He feared Christopher would give Bella something harmful, and he was more afraid that if he resisted too much, Christopher would harm her.

His brothers were already on their way. By going along with Christopher's plan, he could buy them more time to rescue Bella.

Even if it was poison, he had to endure it.

Soon, the maid appeared before Justin with the box of pills, seemingly out of nowhere.

"Go on. Prove it to me."

Christopher's eyes gleamed with cold excitement behind his gold-rimmed glasses, like a venomous snake.

Justin lowered his eyes, tears hanging on his eyelashes as he stared at the three pills in his hand.

Time passed, second by second.

Just as Christopher was about to mock him unscrupulously, his eyes widened in shock.

Justin suddenly tilted his head back and swallowed all three pills at once without any hesitation.

At the same time, as if linked by an invisible connection, Bella's long eyelashes fluttered, and her slender fingers twitched involuntarily.

Christopher's pupils constricted in surprise.

No one could guess what effect the Boss's pills would have after being ingested, or what consequences might follow.

Justin swallowed them all in one go, not even taking them one by one. Was Justin really unafraid?

The man before him was restrained, strong, and fearless.

In comparison, other men in the world could only feel inferior, admiration, and respect for Justin.

Christopher threw his head back and laughed maniacally, tears of pain rolling down his face. Until today, he never believed his love for Bella was less than Justin's. But at this moment, he finally understood that the gap between them was immeasurable.

Even if he spent his whole life catching up or returned to the starting point, he could never compare to Justin.

After a moment, the pills began to take effect in Justin's body. His dark pupils shrank sharply before suddenly dilating.

Justin felt his eyeballs swelling, almost ready to pop out of their sockets. His heart pounded violently, and every nerve in his body screamed in rebellion, spiraling out of control.

"Ugh!" Justin moaned painfully as he finally could not hold on anymore, collapsing to his knees.

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 2225-It was not pain that felt like torn flesh.

However, it was like being ground down on a dull knife, slowly crushed by a torture device. It was ten times more agonizing than being killed outright.

Chaotic yet clear scenes, like a black-and-white film playing in reverse, swiftly flashed across Justin's turbulent mind.

He saw many people retreating and leaving-his father, mother, grandfather, Ryan, Carrie, his eldest brother…

He struggled to reach out, wanting to grasp them, even just one person.

But he could not grab hold of anything and could only helplessly watch as his loved ones and friends turned away and left him.

Finally, the image froze on Bella's beautiful face.

"Bella… Don't go…"

Justin cried as he sprinted toward her, using all his strength to hold her tightly.

But the next moment, Bella disintegrated into golden dust in his arms, scattering into the cold air.

"No!"

At last, Justin heard a beep in his ear, like everything resetting to zero.

Darkness consumed his vision, and he lost consciousness, collapsing to the ground.

Silence enveloped everything.

Christopher stood there with a rigid back, staring blankly at the man on the ground, his fate uncertain. His mind and body were shaken to their core.

At that moment, footsteps echoed behind him.

He slowly turned around to see Jace emerging from the underground passage, his expression cold as he picked up Bella.

"The Thompson family has landed on the island."

Jace turned his back on him, not even sparing him a glance, radiating unconcealed disgust toward him. "The Boss left you to clean this up. Chairman Iverson, you don't have any objections, do you?"

Christopher stood there stiffly, his face ashen. Though impeccably dressed, he was already broken beyond repair.

His value was exhausted, and he was used to the fullest. In the end, he was discarded like trash.

The goddess statue slowly closed.

"Ha…"

Christopher shut his eyes and let out a bitter, self-mocking laugh. "My whole life has been one big mistake. If there's such a thing as reincarnation in this world…"

Before his words fell, a helicopter roared overhead, hovering above the greenhouse, blocking out the sky.

With a deafening boom, the seemingly indestructible greenhouse shattered and collapsed. The glass walls flew across the air.

Sharp shards sliced through Christopher's neck, face, and arms, but he did not even try to avoid them and stood still.

"Bastard! Go to hell!"

Drew rushed toward him with bloodshot eyes, delivering a flying kick that sent the zombie- like man crashing to the ground.

"I'll kill you… I'll kill you!"

Drew charged forward, stepping on Christopher's back, eyes bulging as he pulled out his gun and aimed it at the back of his head.

"Drew! Stop!"

Asher shouted in alarm, rushing over to push him away.

At the same time, a gunshot rang out- Thanks to Asher's quick intervention, the bullet only pierced Christopher's left shoulder, just a few millimeters away from his head.

"Bella, I admit defeat." Christopher collapsed powerlessly on the ground, his face pressed to the floor, glancing at the unconscious Justin a few steps away.

With a bitter smile, he muttered, "I've completely lost… to him."

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 2226-In a mysterious mountaintop villa in Sentania, it was lush with greenery and scenic views.

The bedroom was dimly lit, and a calming fragrance emitted from an antique burner, the white smoke swirling, settling all restlessness, agitation, and noise into silence.Only Bella lay peacefully on the soft, large bed, deep asleep.

She was still wearing her pristine, luxurious wedding dress, beautiful and fragile, so much so that one would hesitate to touch her. Even Sleeping Beauty would pale in comparison.

A tall and refined figure sat in a wheelchair, silhouetted against the light, quietly facing Bella's direction.

"Sir, I've checked her over. She doesn't have any external injuries." Having studied basic medicine, Clarice could manage a simple physical exam. "Her blood test results are out too. There's an anesthetic and sedative residue, but nothing harmful to her health."

She curled her lips slightly, her tone tinged with mockery. "I told you, Christopher loves her too much to poison her."

"Being cautious never hurts." Grant's elegant and handsome face softened, his voice clear and melodious. "It seems Ms. Bella has suffered quite a bit on the island. When I last saw her, my brother had kept her as radiant and delicate as a fine diamond. Now, she seems much thinner. But it doesn't matter. She's still breathtakingly beautiful."

"Sir, I've been with you for so long but rarely hear you compliment anyone."

Clarice's eyelid twitched. She tried to suppress her emotions but could not hide the slight bitterness in her tone. "You really care about Ms. Bella."

Grant's thin lips curled into a faint smile. "Are you jealous?"

Clarice bit her lip. "No…"

"Is that so? Or is it because you don't dare to?"

She lowered her head, utterly subdued. "No, and I wouldn't dare."

"Clarice, you are not inferior to others. If anything is lacking, it's that you're not patient enough, not calculating enough, and not calm enough."

Grant glanced at her with an ambiguous smile. "Don't forget what I told you to always keep on your mind."

"Don't get emotionally involved, don't fall in love, and don't look back."

Clarice gritted her teeth. "Without you, I wouldn't be reborn. Your constant guidance will stay with me forever, even in death."

"Emotions are unnecessary by my side. They lead to mistakes." Grant's deep eyes narrowed slightly, like a hidden whirlpool. "What I need is only absolute loyalty."

He then asked Clarice to call in Jace, who was waiting outside.

"You worked hard this time. Your mission was completed very well." Grant smiled warmly, affirming Jace's efforts.

Jace's expression remained cold, neither joyful nor angry, as he respectfully bowed deeply to his boss.

However, his gaze involuntarily flickered toward the woman lying quietly on the bed.

Grant maneuvered his electric wheelchair out of the shadows and moved to the bedside. His long lashes lowered as he gazed at Bella's delicate sleeping face. He said, "When you took Ms. Thompson away, how was my brother?"

"Christopher gave Justin the three pills you gave him." Jace described monotonously without an expression. "Justin swallowed all three in front of him."

"What?!" Clarice's pupils constricted sharply as she looked anxiously at Grant.

Grant's handsome face remained as calm as ever, showing no discernible emotion.

After a moment, he chuckled lightly, completely at ease. "I guessed as much. Christopher loves Ms. Thompson too much to harm her."

At that moment, Jace suddenly asked, "Sir, what will happen to Justin after taking those three pills?"

Clarice was once again startled.

Since he was tamed by Grant, Jace had lost himself, becoming an emotionless "cleaner." He was always silent, indifferent to anyone or anything.

This was the first time in a long while that she had heard him ask the Boss a question.

"If it were anyone else, I could give you an answer. But if it's my brother, I really can't say for sure."

Grant looked at Jace's cold face, then smiled serenely, like the breeze over a clear moonlit night. "Justin's physique is different from ordinary people. He has more willpower, determination, and strength. Besides, his love for Ms. Thompson far surpasses Christopher's. So, who knows what will happen in the end? But I do hope Ms. Thompson's life can have a fresh start."

Clarice could not help but ask, "Sir, what do you plan to do next?"

Grant leaned down, gently touching the tip of Bella's delicate nose with his fingertip, as if afraid that even a slight force would break her.

"Send Ms. Thompson back."

"What? Send her back?!" Clarice's eyes widened in confusion. "If you never planned to keep her by your side, why did you go to all this trouble to bring her here?"

"Yes, why indeed?" Grant pondered for a moment and smiled faintly. "Maybe I just missed her and wanted to see her."

Clarice and Jace both fell silent. No one could ever fathom the Boss's true thoughts. He never revealed his heart, which was why he had no weaknesses.

"Clarice, get ready." Grant turned away, absentmindedly twisting the ring on his finger. It was a ring engraved with a phoenix logo, the crest of his mother's family, and a relic from her. "It's time for me to go home."

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 2227-Christopher was arrested by the Sentanian police force, and they discovered a large amount of drugs and firearms during the search on the island.

Relevant authorities confirmed that the beautiful and vibrant rose fields were once used for growing poppies.

The news of Christopher's arrest quickly spread throughout Sentania and made headlines domestically, becoming a trending topic.

The people of Sentania flooded social media with comments, all unanimously filled with excitement and passion, as if they were celebrating a national holiday.

Christopher's criminal power had once been a tightly woven net that cast a shadow over the once-clear skies of Sentania.

Christopher had disguised himself as a charitable businessman, but countless people had suffered oppression, harm, and defamation at his hands.

People were angry but too afraid to speak out.

Now, the malignant tumor had finally been removed and dealt with, fulfilling the people's hopes. The dark clouds over their sky had cleared, and light had returned.

Having long changed his citizenship to that of Sentania, Christopher was initially supposed to be judged by their courts for all his crimes.

However, considering his special status, the President granted a special order to have him extradited to his homeland, where he would face justice and accept his punishment.

The battle against the demon had been bloody and dangerous, with near-death experiences along the way.

But in the end, Christopher was utterly defeated. Evil did not triumph over righteousness.

However, the Thompson family was engulfed in a heavy cloud of gloom. Not a single person showed any sign of joy on their faces.

Despite searching across the island, there was no trace of Bella. Meanwhile, Justin, gravely injured, had been in a coma in the ICU for 48 hours.

The men continued searching relentlessly for Bella, while Asher, Edward, Camilla, and Yvonne remained by Justin's ward without leaving his side.

Even Ryan, in a distant country, rushed to stand guard over Justin. Fearing that Carrie would be frightened upon hearing that her brother was in a coma, Ryan secretly kept the news from her.

He first accompanied Carrie back to Savrow, ensuring everything was settled with Dean's help before making his way to Sentania without any distractions.

"Christopher was arrested, yet I had to find out from the news!"

Ryan was anxious and angry, his sturdy shoulders trembling as his eyes were red with fury. " Do you guys not think of me as a brother?! In such a crucial moment, you all kept me in the dark! I'm married, not dead! Don't you think that's a bit unfair?!"

Everyone was speechless. If it had been good news, his complaint might have made sense.

But this situation was life-threatening, and they had not told him because they were afraid he would be worried and hurt and that Carrie might not be able to handle it.

Yet, Ryan thought it was unfair, as if he had missed out on some huge opportunity. His logic was certainly unique.

"Ryan, I'm sorry." Asher stepped forward, carrying heavy eyebags and an exhausted expression. "But the situation developed so suddenly, and we were overwhelmed. Now, Justin is in a coma, and Bella is missing. We…"

"Asher, you don't need to say more. I understand." Ryan's eyes reddened, his voice catching in his throat, and his eyes brimmed with tears. "I just… I just feel terrible. When you needed help the most, I couldn't be there. I couldn't fight alongside you."

"We understand." Asher took a deep breath and embraced his dependable brother.

At this moment, the team of specialists examining Justin emerged from the ICU. Everyone immediately surrounded them, and Asher quickly asked, "How is he?"

"The situation is a bit strange," One professor said thoughtfully.

"Strange?!" The crowd exclaimed in shock.

"We conducted a full body examination of Mr. Salvador. His internal organs show signs of rejection caused by the use of stimulants, but there are no indications of poisoning. We also scanned his brain and found the issue lies there."

Ryan snapped impatiently. "Can you just get to the point and stop dragging it out?"

"We suspect that Mr. Salvador's brain has suffered a massive shock, but we cannot determine the cause of his coma…"

Everyone was disappointed, and Ryan punched the wall in frustration.

"We are not brain specialists. We will need to find a professor skilled in neurology to treat Mr. Salvador. Mr. President, First Lady, we're sorry."

The specialists bowed deeply in apology.

Edward held his wife's trembling waist, his voice low. "It's alright. At least we know where the problem lies. That's something to start with."

"Arnold!" As soon as Asher heard that the problem lay in the brain, he immediately thought of his partner, hope rekindled in his eyes. "I'll get Arnold to come to Sentania to treat Justin. He's an expert in this field!"

At that moment, his phone rang. It was Drew calling.

Not wanting to worry everyone, Asher put the call on speaker.

"Drew, any news?"

"Asher, we've found her!"

On the other end of the line, Drew's voice was hoarse and trembling with emotion, almost sobbing. "Bella… We've found her!"

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 2228-Bella had no idea that it had been three days since the night she fought desperately against Christopher in bed.

After sleeping for three whole days and nights, she finally woke up weakly on a hospital bed.

"Bella is awake… Bella is awake!"

Camilla, who hadn't eaten or slept in three days, cried out. The Thompson family, who had been waiting outside, rushed into the room, surrounding their little sister.

"Asher… Drew… Camilla…"

Bella's dim and lifeless eyes half-opened, and her dry lips parted with difficulty as she recognized the familiar faces around her.

"Thank goodness… Thank goodness! Bella still remembers us!" Camilla tightly held her sister's cold hands, unable to contain herself, weeping tears of joy.

Although Edward had hired the top domestic specialists to perform a full examination on Bella, the doctors were still worried that her prolonged coma might have caused irreversible damage to her brain.

Thankfully, she had woken up, and everyone's tense nerves finally began to relax a little.

"Bella… I'm so sorry…" Drew slowly stepped forward, kneeling beside the bed on one knee. He looked into his sister's eyes as tears streamed down his face. "I couldn't protect you. I let you suffer so much and let that beast hurt you like this… I'm such a failure!"

As he spoke, he grabbed his sister's hand and slapped it hard against his cheek. "Bella, hit me. Hit me as hard as you can! If you don't, I won't be able to live with myself!"

"Drew, I don't blame you… I don't blame anyone…. It's my fault."

Bella's long lashes fluttered, her body too weak to move, and she could only curl her fingers slightly. "How… How did I get back?"

The crowd exchanged glances, their expressions heavy and somber.

Drew and Ralph had been searching for Bella when they received a call from a hospital.

The hospital staff said a man had sent her there and left them with contact information, which allowed them to find her.

When they tried to retrieve the hospital's surveillance footage, they found it had already been deleted. But even without seeing it, they could guess.

The person who had left Bella at the hospital could only have been Jace.

But why?

That man had gone to great lengths, taking risks to leave with Bella from the island before they arrived. Was his goal not to escape or bring her to the person pulling the strings behind this sinful game?

He had already succeeded. Why would he sabotage his plan at the last moment?

The motives of the mastermind behind this were truly unfathomable.

"Bella, no matter what, the fact that you've returned safely is the most important thing."

Ralph bent down, gently stroking his sister's forehead as he said in a soft and soothing voice, "Don't stress yourself right now. Focus on recovering your strength. That's the priority."

But Bella was never one to follow orders. Her voice trembled as she asked, "Christopher… Has he been caught?"

"Yes." Asher's expression was dark as he tried to hold back intense emotions. "He's currently being held in Sentania's prison and will be escorted back to Savrow tonight."

"That's great…" Bella closed her eyes, feeling utterly exhausted, her heart filled with a whirlwind of emotions.

On the island of roses, the cruel and despair-filled days she had spent by Christopher's side replayed over and over in her mind.

No matter what, Christopher had succeeded. He had left an indelible mark on her life, becoming a shadow she could never shake off, a scar etched into her soul.

"Justin… Why don't I see him?" Bella's anxious eyes scanned the room, failing to see the tall, steadfast figure that always made her feel secure. Her heart instantly filled with panic. “ Did something happen to Justin while trying to save me?!"

Her face turned pale, her breathing became rapid, and her frail body began to tremble uncontrollably.

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 2229-"Bella, don't panic. Listen to me!" Asher's heart tightened, hesitation churning inside him. Knowing there was no way to hide the truth, he decided to downplay the severity. "Justin was injured when he fought Christopher on the island and hasn't woken up yet. But don't worry. Apart from a gunshot to his left shoulder, he doesn't have any other serious injuries, and his organs weren't damaged."

"Left shoulder… The left shoulder again?!" Bella's eyes widened, brimming with tears. Her heart was aching so much that she was on the verge of crying.

"Back on South Island, Justin also suffered a severe injury to his left shoulder to save me. Now, he's been shot again. His left arm is going to be crippled!"

As she spoke, large, crystal-clear tears rolled down her cheeks. It was as if the bullet had torn through her own heart, bleeding and raw.

"Bella, don't worry! Edward and I hired the best surgeons from Sentania to remove the bullet and perform surgery on Justin. His left arm has been saved. Although he might have some lingering pain, it won't affect his daily life." Camilla quickly explained, trying to calm her down.

"If… if it's just an external wound… Why hasn't Justin woken up?" Bella asked anxiously.

The air grew heavy and suffocating.

An invisible hand seemed to squeeze Bella's throat, and a strong sense of unease surged through her body.

"No… I have to see Justin! I must be by his side!"

Ignoring her brothers' attempts to stop her, Bella got out of bed, her eyes red as she pulled the needle out of her hand and stumbled toward the door.

"Bella! You're still very weak. Don't move around!"

Asher and Drew rushed to help her, but Bella had reached her limit. Her legs gave out from exhaustion, and she collapsed to the ground.

Still, she did not give up. Even if she had to crawl, she was determined to reach Justin.

In the end, Asher carried Bella to find Justin, where he lay unconscious.

"Justin… What's wrong with you? Why are you sleeping for so long?"

Bella's oversized hospital gown was drenched in cold sweat. Her pale, delicate face was stained with tears, falling onto Justin's rough, calloused palm. "Wake up… Wake up and look at me, okay? I won't run off anymore. I'll listen to everything you say… I won't be stubborn… I won't make you worry again. Don't scare me like this…. Justin, wake up!"

But all that answered her was a cold silence.

His hands were now rough and scarred.

Bella remembered that after he retired and went into business, his hands had lost the callouses from battle and had grown softer with a life of luxury.

But because of her, time and time again, he had to pick up a weapon once more to shield her from the storms and protect her.

Now, he was left with illness, wounds, and a broken arm.

She had tortured the man she claimed to love to this point, every inch of his body covered in scars.

Bella, was this the love you gave him?

Being with her, Justin had endured every hardship imaginable. Was this the love she had given him?

How laughable. How utterly ridiculous!

Bella collapsed over Justin's still body, silently sobbing into his chest.

Asher stood behind her, unsure of how to comfort her.

What a pair of ill-fated lovers. They had only begun to experience happiness, yet fate had cruelly played another heartless joke on them.

At this moment, the door to the hospital room opened. Wearing a white coat and holding the CT scans, Arnold walked in with a grave expression.

The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 2230-"Arnold, how is it?" Asher immediately stepped forward, putting his hand on Arnold's waist, gently massaging it while taking the scan from his palm.

Arnold slightly narrowed his fox-like eyes. "Can you understand it?"

Asher answered honestly, his voice deep. "No, but my dear husband does."

Arnold pouted slightly and playfully poked Asher's firm abs with his fingertip.

He knew Asher was not in the mood for banter. The teasing was merely to coax Arnold, compensating for the exhaustion of the long journey and for the effort he had put into thinking about Justin's treatment from the moment he arrived in Sentania, without rest.

"Arnold…" Bella looked back at Arnold, her eyes filled with tears, looking pitiful.

"Bella, I am here with you too." Arnold's heart tightened as he curled his lips into a warm smile, his gaze bright. "Don't be afraid. With me here, Justin will definitely wake up."

Bella nodded firmly, but the tears continued to fall uncontrollably from her eyes.

"Justin's head wasn't subjected to any external trauma, and I detected traces of medication in his blood. So, we can basically confirm some kind of medication is controlling his nerves, causing him to remain unconscious."

Arnold sighed in frustration. "However, I haven't been able to identify it yet. His blood test results show that the compounds are incredibly complicated, and this isn't something you can buy through legal channels. We'll need to compare it against a large database, which will take time.

"Also, we can't rule out the possibility of harmful drugs. After all, Christopher is Sentania's drug lord, and with the wide variety of substances he has at his disposal, it's not impossible that he forced Justin to take something out of spite. If that's the case, it'll be even more difficult to handle."

Arnold's expression grew more serious. "Drugs can severely damage the brain's nervous system. After looking at the scans, I can tell that Justin's hypothalamus and brainstem have already shown signs of minor lesions. While not life-threatening, the consequences are unpredictable."

Asher's gaze met Arnold's flickering eyes, his lips pressed into a tight line.

Bella's eyes were swollen from crying. "Will he stay in a coma forever? Will he wake up?"

Arnold replied confidently, "With my treatment, I'm 90% sure he will wake up."

"Arnold… Thank you."

"But I can't say for sure what he'll be like after waking up." Arnold lowered his gaze, seemingly wanting to say more but holding back.

At this point, Bella no longer cared about anything else. All she wanted was for Justin to wake up safely.

"It's okay… It's okay. No matter what he's like, I'll still love him. I'll always love him! No matter the cost, I'm willing to bear it!"

Although Bella was still weak, she refused to leave Justin's side even for a moment.

Asher and Arnold could not convince her to rest, so they retreated to the hallway outside the room.

In the corridor, Asher suddenly grabbed Arnold's clean, slender hand and held it tightly in his palm, his voice laced with worry and anxiety.

"Arnold, you didn't tell Bella the full truth, did you?"

Their gazes locked, and a flicker of emotion flashed through Arnold's clear eyes.

"There's no one around now. Tell me the truth." Asher leaned in closer, their breaths entangling. "What's Justin's real condition? Will he lose his memory?"

His voice was hoarse and trembling. He had a faint suspicion that brain damage could affect memory, but he did not dare to say it out loud. It would be too cruel for Bella to hear.

They had almost given their lives to find their way back to each other. How could she bear the thought of her lover forgetting her?

"Memory loss… I can't say. It's possible, but not certain." Arnold pondered for a moment. The hypothalamus is closely linked to human emotions, and the brainstem plays a crucial role in activating emotions. Since Justin's hypothalamus and brainstem have sustained some damage, there's a chance it could affect his memory. But there's also another possibility…"

Asher's heart clenched painfully. "What possibility?"

"He may become a completely different person. A stranger inside Justin's body."