The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge (Anna and Justin) novel Chapter 917

Chapter 917 

The Thompson brothers and Justin drew close and stared at the doctor in anticipation. 

“The bullet penetrated the patient’s organ, and she lost a lot of blood. Her vitals weren’t promising before we got on the operating table.” 

The doctor sighed helplessly and shook his head. “I’m sorry, Ms. Thompson. We did everything we could…” 

As a doctor, Bella knew what those cruel words meant. 

The Thompsons hung their heads low. Declan removed his military 

cap to mourn for Linny in silence. 

It was an answer they had expected when they set foot into the 

hospital, but the confirmation from the doctor solidified the harsh 

reality. 

The only one who could not accept reality was Bella. 

“No… It’s impossible. Linny is strong. That can’t possibly happen!” 

Bella shook the doctor’s arms violently and spoke gruffly. The 

distress took hold of her. 

“Easy there, Bella. Calm down.” 

Justin hugged her tight from the back, wishing he could take the pain away. “I don’t think Linny suffered much when she left. We can’t bring 

her back from the dead, but we can seek justice for her.” 

Linny was not Bella’s family. Heck, she was not even a friend to Bella. 

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The woman, in a selfless act, gave her life to save Bella. The guilt gnawed at Bella’s conscience. 

From Bella’s perspective, it felt no different than if she herself had 

pulled the trigger. 

“It’s all my fault. It’s my fault. I killed her…” 

Bella’s gushing tears rolled off her gaunt jaw as she kept poking herself in the chest. She ached for a blade that was sharp enough to 

tear her open and expose the raw wound within. 

Justin ached with her, the lump in his throat a silent scream of grief. 

When Bella opened her eyes again, she was in bed and on an IV drip. 

Ralph, Asher, and Declan dealt with the aftermath, while Axel and 

Drew stayed with Bella. 

“Drew…” Bella cried. 

“I’m here, Bella.” Sitting next to the bed, Drew held her hand tight. 

“Linny told me before her passing that she had important evidence on 

her phone, but the phone was shattered from a fall. I can’t turn it on. Can you do something to get the phone data?” 

“No problem. Leave it to me.” 

Drew patted his chest and tried to give his sister a confident smile, 

but the dread was too much to bear. “Even if the phone is beyond repair, I can restore the data so long as the microchip is intact.”