The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Chapter 2213

The last five days had been grueling for Bella. It was as if she was in hell.

She could not eat or drink anything. In just half a month, she had wilted significantly. When she sprawled herself out on the bed, her shoulder blades poked through like the wings of a butterfly about to take flight.

It was a sight that evoked pity and sympathy.

One would be filled with the desire to cradle her in one's arms and never let her leave again.

For the last five days, she had been in a permanently nervous state. She only allowed herself to take short naps and avoided falling asleep because she was terrified of never waking up again.

She was also afraid of what Christopher would do to her.

So far, he had only been hugging her and kissing her. However, there was no guarantee that something inside him would snap without warning. If so, he would do something profane to her during such an outburst.

It was just past midnight. The sky was ominously dark, and the wind was roaring.

Christopher injected himself with a shot of adrenaline in the study before dragging his lethargic body outside.

Then he met with Jace, who was leaning against the wall along the dark corridor. Christopher drew to a stop and gulped the metallic scent of blood in his mouth before asking, "Did you need something?"

"I don't think your wedding is going to happen."

Jace stared icily at Christopher's bloodless complexion and continued with a rigid look in his eyes." Someone tipped us off that the coordinates of the island have been leaked. There is a high chance that Miss Thompson's family and Justin are on their way already. The Boss wants me to take Miss Thompson away from this place."

Christopher had never been delusional enough to believe that he could keep Bella imprisoned here for life. However, he thought he would at least get to spend the final moments of his life together with her. He was not expecting Justin and the others to find the place so quickly.

Christopher clenched his jaw tightly and swallowed a trace of blood. "When?"

"The sooner the better."

"Just Bella?"

"Were you expecting me to take you too?" Jace chuckled. "Look at you now. Do you think you can protect her at all? You don't have much time left. Do you think you can still be of use to the Boss? This is a beautiful island. The weather is usually pleasant too. It's a good place for ceremonies, both weddings and funerals alike."

Was Jace hinting that Christopher should be buried here?

How cruel.

However, Christopher knew he should not protest anymore. He was nothing but a burden.Content held by NôvelDrama.Org.

He should accept his fate and fade away quietly.

"There is a typhoon raging out there. You can't leave just yet." Christopher tried his best to keep her longer. "Even if you have a death wish, don't drag Bella into it."

"Don't worry, if the Boss wants her, I'll make sure she gets brought to him even if I have to die for it." Jace angled his wrist to check the time on his watch. "I will take Miss Thompson tomorrow morning," "That's more than enough..."

"What?"

"There is more than enough time for a wedding."

Christopher pressed a hand against his chest and braced himself against the wall while he dragged himself toward the bedroom.

Jace stared at Christopher's desolate, withered figure from behind. An indiscernible look flashed in his

eyes.

Bella was not sure how long she had been lurking in the dark, listening to the whistle of the raging wind. At last, she could not withstand the wave of sleepiness anymore. Her brain was muddled. She was just about to close her eyes when she heard a raspy voice calling her name.

"Bella."

It was Christopher's voice.

She woke up with a start. The silk nightgown soaked with cold sweat stuck to her skin, accentuating her slender waist.

Bella leaned forward and tried to hide. Immediately after that, the man grabbed onto her ankles and pulled her toward him.

Then he lifted her by the waist and embraced her tightly in his arms.

"No need to dress up, Bella. You are beautiful as you are. You are always so effortlessly beautiful." Christopher gently kissed her ear. His voice drawled into the tunnels of her ear and seemed to scorch her from the inside.

"What... What are you trying to do?" Bella trembled in his arms.

"We are getting married." Christopher's ashen lips rubbed against the skin of her neck. His eyes became bloodshot. Every word he spoke drummed into her heart. "Marry me, Bella. We are going to see our wedding through."