Justin felt that his woman should be pampered like a delicate flower. He wanted to shield her from
raging storms and troubles.
Bella was starving, her stomach growling audibly. Wilma quickly went
to the kitchen to make dinner for the pair, while the restless young
woman insisted on taking a bath.
âI want to take a bubble bath. I smell like horse manure!â
âNo, the doctor explicitly instructed me that your wounds cannot
come into contact with water for a week. It could lead to an infection.â
Justin carried her back to the room. âLet me help you clean up, okay?â
Bella grumbled as she frowned. âCan you wipe it clean?â
âOf course, when have I not helped you?â
Justinâs warm breath brushed against her ear as he whispered, âI promise, youâll be spotless inside
out.â
âDonât get any funny ideas. Iâm really tired tonight and just want to sleep!â.
Bellaâs mind filled up with suggestive thoughts that made her blush, along with the manâs naughty and
dirty words.
Her body gradually warmed up, feeling restless and flushed, and her heart softened.
Justinâs gaze intensified, and he sighed reluctantly. âYour delicate
waist canât withstand any more excitement. Even if I want to, Iâll wait
until youâre better.â
In the bathroom, Bella sat amidst the misty, warm vapor. Her snow- white, silky body was completely
exposed before Justin.
With a damp towel in hand, he gently wiped her body, kissing her pale
neck affectionately.
Though he tried to control his desire for her, he couldnât hold back his deep love for Bella. Even without
physical intimacy, they could share
passionate kisses.
âYouâre usually very articulate during meetings at the Salvador Corporation,â Bella said as she wrapped
herself in a bathrobe and leaned against him. She gently traced circles on his throat with her
fingertips.
She continued, âWhy were you so quiet when you met Wyatt today?
Canât you see that Christopher is trying to take credit for your work?
Itâs obvious that youâre the one who found the culprit and set
everything up, so why does he get to claim your success? Doesnât he
have any shame?â
Justin held her close, afraid she might slip. He couldnât resist planting a kiss on her tender lips.
âI donât mind who gets credit as long as your troubles are sorted. Protecting you is what matters most to
me,â Justin whispered softly.
Bella felt a lump in her throat and tears filled her eyes, leaving her momentarily speechless. This was
why she loved him-his selflessness towards her.
âI wish I could please everyone,â Justin sighed, gently comforting
Bella. âSometimes it feels like Iâm always falling short.â
âNo, Justin, youâre doing so well,â Bella muttered, her voice choked
with emotion.
She thought to herself, âYouâll always be my hero. But I wonât admit
that, Or else Iâm afraid Iâll make you too proud.â