After Ryan left, only Justin and Bella remained in the hospital room.
Bella recalled lanâs words as she was entering the room. Justin had vomited blood again, and it was
not a small amount. She couldnât help but feel a hint of panic.
If Justin couldnât survive this ordeal or if he developed some complications in the future, then she would
never be able to repay this debt. She would live every day burdened with self-blame.
Bella approached the bedside with a composed face and grabbed Justinâs wrist angrily. She turned it
over to check his pulse.
Justin opened his eyes to see Bella checking on him in a serious manner, resembling an experienced
doctor.
âYour current physical condition is not optimistic. You must take your medicine immediately. It might be
too late to take it tomorrow.â Bella felt extremely annoyed and was about to drop Justinâs hand.
Unexpectedly, Justin caught her cool hand in his broad, warm palm and held it tightly.
Bella became flustered, and her breathing quickened.
âYour hands are so cold. It must be freezing outside.â Justin gently rubbed the back of her hand with his
rough fingertips.
Seeing the scars still present, he felt both heartache and guilt. His voice was hoarse as he apologized.
âIâm sorry to inconvenience you at such a late hour.â.
âIf youâre âsorry, then you should obediently take your medicine! Whatâs with the theatrics?â Bella
suppressed her turbulent emotions by gritting her teeth.
She pulled her hand away from his warm palm and asked. âAre you still a baby? Canât you take
medicine on your own? Do I have to feed it to you?â
âNo.â Justin felt a lump in his throat. He swallowed and said softly, âI just didnât know any other way to
get you to come see me. I wanted to see you, Bella.â
âWell, youâve seen me. Can you take your medicine now?â Bella didnât feel particularly flattered by the
meek attitude of this usually strong- willed man.
Thinking back to her conversation with Declan and Steven, a hint of conflict and irritation arose from
the depths of Bellaâs heart.
She raised her wrist to check the time on her watch and said impatiently, âHurry up and take your
medicine. After Iâm done here, I need to return to Hatchbay. My third brother rarely comes home to
gather with us, and I donât have time to waste here with you!â
Justin felt a sharp pain in his chest from her assertive attitude. His open hand slowly clenched into a
tight fist.
Once, she was head over heels for him, but now, even the most basic patience towards him is gone.
Yet, in the end, who could he blame but himself? Regret filled his heart.
The path to winning her back was long and arduous, with vast mountains, wide seas, and boundless
skies,
Nevertheless, he still hoped to try his best, until the day he no longer had the ability to love her.
âBella, you cannot deny that I became like this because of you.â
Having realized the self-pity strategy was not working, Justin shamelessly acted like a rogue to spend
more time with her. âI almost lost my life for you. Shouldnât you at least show me some care instead of
leaving me here without a word?â
âAnd what do you want, then?â Bellaâs eyes were slightly red, revealing a hint of anger.
âTake care of me until Iâm discharged.â Justin fixed his gaze deeply on her charming face.
âHaha!â Bella burst into laughter and coldly joked, âI have never seen such shamelessness!â
Indeed, even Justin was finding it hard to tolerate himself.
Besides, he had seen how Ryan used to pursue women, and he had seen plenty. No matter what kind
of woman, none could escape the passionate entanglement of a man.
As for passion, Justin was not sure how to go about it. However, he could certainly pester Bella.
âJustin, listen to me. Iâm no longer your wife, and Iâm certainly not a servant of the Salvador family. I
have no reason to continue taking care of you.â Bellaâs gaze was chilling as her body exuded an
iciness.
âMoreover, Iâve done so much for you before, and you didnât appreciate it. You found it annoying, didnât
you? Now you are begging me to stay. Whatâs gotten into you?â
âI like you, Bella!â Justin did not know how else to win her over, so he could only confess his feelings to
her.
He stared into her beautiful eyes with a warmth that was both intense and sincere.
âI donât care how you feel about me now, whether itâs disdain or hatred. It doesnât matter.â