Chapter 221 Retaliation By The Divorced Heiress

• Bella fluttered her long eyelashes. Her pale skin gave her shivers. "How are you aware that my shoe size is 36?" Justin appeared composed and respectable. "I was just speculating because your feet appear really tiny." Bella's little feet coiled up beneath her house slippers in humiliation. She scoffed. "Men really are perverts." Justin couldn't express his feelings. He was wise enough not to reveal the truth. He meticulously went through everything Bella had left behind at Tideview Manor, sort of like his own little treasure hunt, which is how he found out her shoe size.
• He was thus aware of her penchant for gathering snacks at home, akin to a miniature hamster. Most of those snacks were made of chocolate. Her usual scent was Serge Lutens’ La Fille de Berlin. He had vaguely scented it earlier but thought that the powerful perfume did not fit her. It now appeared that he was entirely mistaken. This powerful, amorous fragrance was made especially for her. She had a few pairs of white sneakers arranged neatly on the shoe rack, as if she might be home any minute, and Justin found out that she was a size 36. She expressed her disappointment that day, saying he had never understood her. That's why he wanted to re-acquaint himself with her.
• They had very little communication during the two-hour travel. After entering Tideview Manor, the Ferrari came to a stop in front of the main entrance. Justin leaned in near Bella after unbuckling his seat belt. Slap-! Bella instantly stopped his arm and gave him a scowl since she knew he would try something again. This is not something you must do. I'm able to undo my belt. So Justin rapidly unbuckled her seatbelt, taking advantage of her short drowsiness, by extending his long arm over her flat abdomen. "Thank you very much."