The Divorced Heiress Revenge (Bella Thompson) novel Chapter 604

Chapter 604 

Everything in Christopher’s home looked new. It was clear that he had 

moved in not too long ago. 

The villa’s interior was decorated in minimalistic colors of black, 

white, and gray. Bella could tell right away that the furniture and appliances were top-of-the-line brands that exuded a subtle luxury. 

Bella shuddered a little when she walked into the house. 

The reason was not because of the heating. The empty space, paired with the monotonous colors, gave off a sense of oppression and chill. 

“Do you feel cold, Bella?” 

Christopher took out a pair of white slippers from the shoe cabinet and got down on one knee to place them by Bella’s feet. “Put them on. I’ll turn up the heating.” 

As her lashes fluttered, Bella slipped her dainty feet into 

slippers. 

The fluffy slippers were comfortable. 

They were new, and the size seemed to fit her just right, as if they 

were made for her. 

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“You’re back, Mr. Iverson.” Zelda, a housekeeper to Christopher and his mother, Sophie, approached to welcome them. 

“Bella, this is Zelda.” 

Christopher introduced them with a smile, “Zelda, this is-” 

“I know! She’s Ms. Thompson, the one you always talk about! Hello 

there, Ms. Thompson.” 

Zelda checked Bella out with enthusiasm. “You’re so beautiful, Ms. Thompson. Oh, my goodness. You’re prettier than the winner of Miss 

Sentania.” 

Bella blushed and smiled with embarrassment. “Thank you for the 

compliment, Zelda.” 

“Come in. Come in! It must be cold outside. Mr. Iverson, your mother 

has been waiting for you.” 

Zelda led them to the living room, turning back to check on them from time to time. With each glance, she found them a perfect match for 

each other. 

Bella felt anxious. 

She could barely remember what Sophie looked like. 

Bella often visited the Iversons’ residence in her younger days, and Lance was usually the one to greet her. Sophie rarely made an appearance. She had encountered Sophie maybe once or twice, but she remembered the woman to be kind and gentle. 

“Mom!” 

Hearing Christopher’s greeting, the middle-aged woman in a wheelchair with a beige blanket over her lap slowly turned around. 

Feeling a catch in her throat, Bella felt upset. 

Sophie was around Mila’s age, but she was silver-haired and a 

shadow of her former beauty. 

“Son, you’re back.” 

Sophie smiled. Although she aged significantly, her smile was 

beautiful as always. It was clear that she was a stunner back in the 

day. 

Christopher went up and gave her a hug. “Mom, Ms. Thompson is 

here to see you.” 

“Ah… Bella? Is it Bella?” 

Sophie was perky, like a child, her eyes reflecting her tenderness for 

Bella. “Zelda! Zelda!”