Episode 164 – Never Divorce a Secret Billionaire Heiress Free Online (Joyce & Tristan Novel)

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Those words suddenly touched the deepest reality bttrird Lil lils heart.

Tristan felt like a deer in headlights. That taut nerve pulled and snapped. He looked up with bloodshot eyes, his face tight and cold.

“She’s not dead. She won’t die like that!” His voice was surprisingly cold. ‘How could I leave Joyce alone in the sea? No matter what, I must take her home!’ Tristan stood up and was just about to walk out, but Old Master Beckett immediately shot the butler a look

. The butler came forward with the servants and pinned the front kris firmly in his bed. “Young master, y‹iur li‹i‹ly hasn’t recovered yet…” “Get out of the way!“ Tristan’s voice was icy like a winter night.

Old Vaster Beckett frowned In dissatisfaction. “I know that you’ve always felt that our family owes that girl. If she’s alive, I won’t stop you from doing things for her, but she’s already dead.

There’s no need to throw away your life for her.

Do you want our entire family to be buried with her? Do you know what kind of rumors were flying around outside while you were searching for her during this period? Our family is becoming a joke!“ “I don’t care! She’s not dead.

I have to find her!“ Tristan had to tell her in person how important Joyce was to him. He had to apologize and confess his love to her as solemnly as he could.

No one knew that when Tristan learned the news of Joyce’s accident, his heart felt like it was being hollowed out. His soul was gone.

Old Master Beckett looked at his grandson that he was most proud of. Tristan was outstanding, decisive, and fierce. In just a few years, he became a permanent resident on the Forbes list.

Now, Tristan was throwing his life away for a mere woman?! “Watch the door and don’t let him take a single step out of this room!” Old Master Beckett ordered as he turned to leave.

Even if he had to use extreme measures, Old Master Beckett could not let Tristan, who he raised through painstaking efforts, lay waste to liiliiself because of a woman.

Time would smooth everything out eventually.

Once Tristan accepted this reality, he would be able to think straight again. By that time, that woman would no longer be important. The air was silent and cold.

They did not dare to leave without permission, but they were also afraid that Tristan would fight back Everyone could feel the crushing grief that Tristan’s body exuded.

That kind of sadness and despair overflowed from his bones, which even made the surrounding people feel his deep sorrow.

Tristan suddenly shrunk into a ball, A trace of vulnerability and remorse crossed his firm and weathered fare. “I regret it, Joyce… I regret the divorce…” Old Master Beckett, who had walked to tlle door, suddenly froze.

He looked back at Tristan with a complicated expression. The room was silent, and everyone breathed carefully. They had never seen Tristan like this before. Tristan Beckett had always been confident and proud.

He was an invincible legend. However, just one woman could make him bow down and admit defeat. She even made him admit his regrets… It was clear that this woman was more important to him than life itself…

After walking for more than twenty minutes, Joyce felt her legs go numb. Her feet were also worn with blisters, and her muscles ached incessantly. The downpour stopped just as she followed him to their destination.

The sound of the waves on the surface of the sea was more intense. Wind surged, huge waves beat against the reefs and scrubbed the beach. The sound of the waves crashing was particularly harsh.

After leaving the jungle, the sand near the sea was soft and wet, making it impossible to lift one’s feet. The man in front of Joyce walked firmly and strongly.

Despite running for so long, he did not seem to have any trace o( fatigue. It seemed like he was accustomed to this environment. Nathaniel walked past the reef to the leeward side of a hill, then moved a rock that was half his size to the side.

He called out to the shocked and dumbfounded Joyce before he entered the small cave behind the rock. There was a cave here? Joyce followed him into the small space that could only accommodate two people.

The trickling seawater flowed down from the gap, unable to pool anywhere. Nathaniel went sideways through a gap less than 15 inches in diameter. He called out to her from inside, so Joyce followed his example and shimmied in.

The space suddenly opened up. There were actually lights here. The inside was great, with dry and clean branches all around.

’the air was a little humid, but it was ten times better compared to the outside.

Joyce smiled and watched as Nathaniel took out a backpack from a high rock. It was a classic model of the La Sportiva brand. She recognized at a glance that it was the same brand as the shoes he was wearing.

Nathaniel took out a men’s windbreaker that was a classic model from Scarpa, a very famous outdoor brand.

Then, he took out a pair of pants from the same collection. Just as he bent down to wear them, he suddenly seemed to realize something and looked straight at Joyce. Joyce was staring at him.

She was not blushing, nor did her heart race. She just watched him like a hawk, as if she was afraid that tie would suddenly vanish Into thin air. Nathaniel chuckled helplessly.

“Joyce, if you really wanna watch, 1 don’t mild…” Joyce froze before immediately snapping back to her senses. She then hurriedly turned her back on him. Her face subconsciously heated up. “Aren’t you thirsty? There are tools beside you.

Go get some seawater and come back. I can distill it into freshwater.“ Nathaniel deliberately tried to dispel the awkwardness. “Okay.” Joyce had not touched freshwater for a long time.

She missed tasteless water so much! She left subconsciously and looked at the “tools” on the rock with slight hesitation.

his was just a container formed by tying a few leaves together. ’Forget it… In a place like thts, this is the best I can get!’ Joyce went out gloomily and selected a spot with clean seawater from the crevice on the side.

When she went back, Nathaniel was already dressed, looking tall and lean.

He was sitting on a pile of leaves with one leg curled up as he looked down and carefully fiddled with the tools in his hand. His head of messy hair was gone, and he had clean and short hair now. His features were delicate and handsome.

Even if he did not clean up much, his deep features under the light were extraordinarily attractive, especially his bright eyes that seemed to be able to reflect the Milky Way thousands of miles away.

Nathaniel looked to be around the same age as her. However, that was not what surprised Joyce. “You were wearing a wig?” Nathaniel nodded.

“You know what they say. Do as the locals do…” That was true, but… The corners of Joyce’s mouth twitched. “ Who would carry a wig wherever they go?!“ Nathaniel blinked at her and smiled, pure and recklessly.

“I’m an explorer, so of course I came prepared. My social media content specializes in filming and researching primitive tribes.”

“So, you came here on purpose?” Nathaniel nodded. “I chose this island at random. It’s the smallest island ort the riorth slde of the Atlantic Ocean, so I originally didn’t hold much hope.

I really didn’t expect there to be indigenous people here. They’re a genuine primitive tribe.” Joyce watched as he took out a black earphone-sized camera from a leaf on the side.

It was extremely inconspicuous, but considering where they were now, it was also extremely rare. “In other words… You have a way to leave this place?” That was her main point of concern.

Nathaniel pursed his lips and frowned slightly. “Not really…” “Then how will you go back? Aren’t you going back after your research?” “Well… I didn’t exactly think about that before coming here…

My other explorer friend dropped me off on the island by helicopter. He then went to the South Pole for an expedition, so… I don’t know lf he’s Still Alive or not…”

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