After struggling to get through the observation period, Justinâs vital signs were finally stable, and he was allowed to leave the
ICU.
It has been a week since he was sent to the hospital.
These days, Bella seemed to have turned into a parasite, clinging to Justinâs side. She never took a step away from him, as if
she would lose the necessary nutrition to survive if she left him.
She woke up at Justinâs bedside in the morning and went to sleep with him at night.
Due to being in a severe coma, Justin could only rely on daily nutrient infusions to sustain his life. Bella was stricken with worry
and hardly, ate anything. Her face was haggard, visibly losing weight.
Her family could do nothing about it. They all understood that if Justin did not wake up soon, Bella would continue sinking into
despair and depression.
She would wilt like a flower.
On this night, with the help of Asher and Drew, Bella wanted to wipe Justinâs body.
When they were married, she remembered that Justin always kept himself clean. No matter how expensive a suit was, he would
not wear it a second time if any dust got on it. He was immaculate from head to toe, as if not of this world.
But Justin did not know that Bella had seen how messy and blood- stained he was on the battlefield. Whether he was a president
of a corporation or a soldier, whether he was shining brightly or covered with mud, her feelings for him never changed.
His outstanding looks and noble identity were his shining points, but throughout these thirteen years, what Bella loved deeply
was his pure and upright soul.
Bella undressed Justin, revealing his strong and muscular body, leaving only a lone pair of underwear to cover his private parts.
Asher did not think much of it, but Drewâs eyes widened, and he stared at Justinâs bulging crotch area with apparent jealousy.
âFuck! Is he really unconscious? Iâve seen many unconscious men, but not a single one could get it up like him. Not even me!â
As his words fell, he wanted to pinch Justinâs inner thigh. âDamn it. | must test this guy!â
Bella quickly grabbed his wrist. âDrew, what are you doing?â
â| want to pinch him to see if heâs really unconscious or putting on an act.â Drew was feeling mischievous, eager to try it out.
âYou donât need to. Heâs always been quite big. | can vouch for it!â Bella was flustered and blurted out.
Asher and Drew were speechless.
Bellaâs face immediately flushed red. She pursed her lips and lowered her head, frantically wiping Justin's arm with a towel. One
would have thought she was scrubbing a car.
The expressions on the brothersâ faces were similarly awkward, obviously sharing the same blood.
âAhem... Drew, why are you looking at Bella like this?â
Asher broke the awkward atmosphere first, covering his mouth with a fist and coughing lightly. âBella and Justin were married for
three years. Isnât this normal between husband and wife?â
âUh.. Yeah! Damn, | forgot about that! Hahaha. Itâs great if it's big! That way, Bella will have a happy life... Ouch!â
Before Drew could finish his words, Asher discreetly elbowed Drew in the ribs, causing him to suck in a breath in pain!
Bella blushed with embarrassment, her cheeks as red as a tomato. â Iâm done with this side. Now flip him over!â
The brothers helped to move Justinâs body around. Otherwise, Bella could not have done it by herself with her thin arms
After wiping Justinâs body clean, Asher and Drew left the hospital.
Outside the door, Drew rubbed his ribs that were still aching, glaring at Asher resentfully.
âAsher, it hurts so much. You broke me.â
Asher kept a straight face. âShut up.â