The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 890-However, as time passed and after facing numerous experiences together, his mindset gradually changed.
It was unclear how much time had passed when Amelia suddenly woke up. She sat up straight, her eyes staring blankly ahead. She wiped the drool from the corner of her mouth with her hand.
“Why are you awake? Just sleep a little longer,” Drew said, glancing at her. He found her absent-mindedness to be cute and endearing. She reminded him so much of Bella when they were young.
“I-I’m sorry, Drew!” Amelia panicked suddenly, noticing her drool on Drew’s shoulder. She blushed with embarrassment and said, “I-I stained your clothes… I’ll go wash them for you! I’m sorry!” Seeing her flustered, Drew couldn’t help but feel sorry for his youngest sister. Their family dynamic always revolved around Bella.
They almost instinctively regarded Bella as the youngest si did they realize that Amelia was the one who truly needed care and attention within the Thompson family, yet she was o overlooked.
Little “Don’t worry, it’s nothing,” Drew said with a gentle smile, patting h thigh. “Come here. Lie down and get some rest.” Amelia’s face blushed even more. “I can’t…” “Bella used to rest her head on my thighs when she slept.”.
Amelia pressed her lips together tightly. She kneaded her hands nervously until they turned red.
Drew understood her hesitation, knowing she couldn’t bring herself to accept such intimacy. After all, she was just his half-sister. To Amelia, Drew’s acknowledgment of her as his sister was enough.
With a soft sigh, Drew removed his windbreaker and draped it over Amelia’s shoulders, wrapping her petite figure in it.
“Drew, I’m not cold. You should wear it.” Amelia began to protest, attempting to take it off.
“Be good and keep it on.” Drew insisted. His gaze softened as he gently pressed her shoulder. “That is, if you truly consider me your brother.” Upon hearing these words, Amelia no longer hesitated. Her heart surged with warmth, accompanied by a hint of tears in her eyes.
Thanks to Bella, she now has a brother to look after her.
Just then, there was a commotion not too far away.
“Amelia, wait here. I’ll go check it out,” Drew said as heed up and walked out.
As he caught sight of Justin and Ryan, Drew felt his express darken. His brows furrowed with menace, and he exuded an “Damn, it’s him!” Ryan recognized Drew at a glance, recalling the incident of Drew mercilessly beating Justin, sending shivers down his spine.
“You have the nerve to show up here?” Drew’s muscles tensed, his gaze fierce as he approached Justin directly. “Get out now, before I lose my temper and throw you out!” Justin lifted his pale, sorrowful face, his throat tightening. “I want to see Bella. I have something important to tell her.” Drew glared fiercely. “She doesn’t have anything to say to you, so get lost!” “No.” Justin took a deep breath, his eyes bloodshot. “If I can’t see her, I won’t leave!” With that, he attempted to push his way past Drew, seemingly out of his mind.
Drew had intended to stop him, but to his surprise, Ryan was prepared and pulled out a stun gun, jabbing it directly into Drew’s lower back.