The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Chapter 816
When the Iversons saw this scene, they looked at each other with a
knowing gaze.
Bella seemed intimate with Christopher. Perhaps they should expect
good news from them soon.
However, Christopher’s status in the Iverson family did not seem to
match Bella’s status.
“I’m fine.” Bella took a deep breath and gently freed herself from Christopher’s arms. She did not want to give the wrong
impression in front of so many people.
Christopher’s hands awkwardly hung in the air as his fingers curled
inward stiffly.
At this moment, Lance rushed over, followed by his secretary and
others.
“Bella, what’s the situation?”
“Uncle Lance, I’ve done all I could.”

Bella wiped off the beads of sweat on her forehead and panted helplessly. “Charles’ legs were damaged too severely. I could
only
save his left leg.”
“What about the right leg?!”
“We had to amputate it.”
Her words struck Lance like lightning and left him in the darkness.
“It’s okay, child. 1, know you did your best. At least we were able to save one of his legs. Your contribution is invaluable.”
“Also, Charles woke up when the surgery was nearing its end. He said someone broke his leg.” Bella did not hide this detail from
them.
Lance was stunned, quickly questioning, “Who?! Who did it?”
“You’ll have to ask Charles for the specifics after he’s stabilized.”
Bella’s surgical skills were superb, and the surgery was considered smooth. The news that she managed to salvage one of
Charles’ legs quickly spread throughout the hospital. It was nothing short of a
miracle.
Charles was moved to a VIP ward, and his family went in to accompany him, except for Christopher. He sat with Bella on the
bench outside, giving her a cup of coffee.

“Bella, you must be thirsty. Have this coffee.”
“Thank you.” Bella took it and glanded at Christopher, her tired eyes hiding inexplicable emotions.
“I should be thanking you. Thank you for saving my brother’s leg.
Although he would face inconvenience moving around, it’s much
better to use prosthetics than sit in a wheelchair for the rest of his
life.” Christopher’s expression was sincere.
“Chris.” Bella suddenly asked calmly “Did you do it?”
Christopher’s heart skipped a beat. “What?”
“Nothing.”
Bella stopped pursuing further and stood up slowly. “I’m hungry. I’m gonna get something to eat.”
“I’ll go with you.”
Naturally, Christopher could not leave her alone and stood up with her.
Suddenly, Bella rubbed her temples, feeling her vision blacking out with a slight nausea. Her body shook, about to fall.
As she did not eat much the whole day, Bella nearly fainted.
Fortunately, Christopher reacted quickly and grabbed her weak body
the moment she fell backward.
“Bella...”
“Anna?!”
Bella narrowed her eyes when she heard the familiar and friendly voice calling out to her. She turned her head slowly.
The next second, a chill ran down her spine.

Not far away, Nigel looked stunned, appearing before her eyes whil sitting in a wheelchair.
The man pushing the wheelchair was tall and broad, looking at her
with a cold gaze.
It was Justin.