âAlright, that makes things easier.â Christopher smiled mockingly. â Tonight, youâve done me a big favor.
Thank you for your hard work.â
âMr. Iverson, please donât say that. My life belongs to you. Iâm willing to do anything for you!â Yvonneâs
soft voice was filled with affection.
Christopherâs expression remained cold and indifferent. He said in a deep voice, âLater, Iâll have
someone send you a plane ticket and
deposit some money into your account. It should be enough for you
to go abroad and enjoy yourself for a year or so. If you need more money, just let Taylor know, and heâll
transfer it to you.â
Yvonne gasped and panicked. âMr. Iverson, are you sending me
away?â
âJustin has fallen into our trap. He wonât just let this slide and will
immediately start an investigation. Heâs not stupid, but this time, heâs, thrown off balance because of
Bella. To avoid unnecessary trouble,
itâs best for you to lay low for a while. Taylor will handle things
temporarily on the other side.â
âBut!â
âBehave,â Christopher commanded coldly.
Yvonneâs throat tightened. âYes, Mr. Iverson.â
Bella was the first to arrive at the park, as she was nearby.
The temperature at night suddenly dropped, and it started snowing heavily. The usually bustling park
was practically deserted.
Bella sat alone on a bench, watching the lonely night unfold before
her.
She remembered when she would often come here during her free
time in the past three years.
She would watch couples feed each other and exchange kisses. She would watch young families bring
their children to play. It filled her
with warmth and happiness.
At that time, she often wondered if she would ever experience such
moments herself.
Could she ever take a stroll with Justin in the park? Would they be holding hands and exchanging
affectionate glances like ordinary
couples?
Bellaâs heart throbbed. She let out a sigh, her breath forming a puff of
white mist. Tiny ice crystals gathered on her eyelashes.
At that moment, an ice cream truck passed by her, and she flagged down, buying a vanilla ice cream
cone.
Before she could take a bite, a series of hurried footsteps approache
her through the snow.
âBella.â
Bella gripped the ice cream tightly. Her heart was pounding in her chest as she slowly raised her gaze.
Justin stood before her with snow covering his thin suit, and his face was flushed from the cold. But
what stood out the most were his beautiful eyes, reddened by the cold. Despite the snow covering him,
Justin looked impeccable.
Bellaâs throat felt constricted. She had imagined this scene countless times, but she hadnât expected it
to unfold like this.
âBella⦠Donât sit here. Itâs too cold. Youâll get sick.â Justin was filled with heartache, reaching out to her
without hesitation.
Slap!
Bella slapped away his outstretched hand, her attitude colder than the weather. âI know itâs cold, so just
say what you want to say quickly.â
âIt was a setup. Someone is scheming against me. They are trying to create rumors to drive us apart!â
Justin was frantically trying to
explain himself.
âUs?â Bella chuckled out loud. âDo you and I have anything left
between us?â
Justin felt a knife twisting in his heart.
Bella continued coldly, âBesides, we are divorced and canât stan sight of each other. What is there to
drive us apart?â
âBella, is this what you truly think? Do you really feel this way abo
me?â Justinâs voice was hoarse.
Bella slowly stood up, glaring at him coldly. âJustin, even if this is a setup, you still went to the hotel to
meet Zoe. It seems that Ms. Hoffman holds quite a significant place in your heart.â
âI didnât go there to meet Zoe! I went to find you!â