The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge (Anna and Justin) novel Chapter 514

Chapter 514 

Amid the biting cold, Bella felt her hands were warm. 

Justin held her numb little fingers, enveloping them in warmth like 

never before. 

It was as if her nervous system was kicked back to drive. 

Bella closed her eyes with ease and leaned against his wide back. Her cold hands regained temperature in his grasp, her fingers curling for 

more. 

Feeling a tingle, Justin clutched tighter in case she withdrew her hands in repulse. 

“Be a good girl and don’t move,” the man said sternly, feeling the pain 

on his back harder to ignore. 

Still, he managed to keep his injuries from her. 

For once, he hoped he could gain her trust and be the shoulder she 

could lean on. 

“Uh… It’s cold. Walk faster,” Bella murmured in a daze. 

“Hang on. I’m sure we’ll find a place to shelter from the rain soon.” Between heavy breathing and foggy rain obstructing his vision, Justin 

took each step with much difficulty. 

“What if we can’t find one?” Bella had lost her strength. Her voice was 

soft and sweet. 

“Just take cover in my arms, then,” Justin blurted. 

“I-I don’t want to! Don’t try to cop a feel!” Bella’s heart skipped a beat, and her eyes turned flighty. 

Justin curled his lips. The restless woman on his back seemed to 

supply him with boundless energy and affection he did not think his 

heart could hold. 

He should quit messing with her and focus on the road. She was not going anywhere, anyway. 

They were stuck together, their breaths and heartbeats mingling as 

one. 

It was like they were back at that dramatic moment thirteen years 

ago. 

The girl he carried on his back was all grown up. 

She was even married to him once and had been his wife for three 

years. 

Meanwhile, Steven could not shake off the worry for Bella and ran to the campsite with an umbrella in hand. 

Upon arrival at the camp base, his black umbrella was ravaged by the 

rain. His suit was soaked, and his leather shoes were covered in mud. 

“Ms. Bella!” 

Steven ran into Frank, dressed in a raincoat, and lan. 

‘Huh? Isn’t that Young Madam’s lapdog?’ lan nearly blurted out the 

pet name he gave Steven. 

“Why are you… Don’t tell me Justin is here. Where’s Ms. Bella?” 

Steven had been working with Bella long enough to know that something was amiss. His throat was in his throat.