Justin explained, âBella, Ryan and I grew up together, so
him well enough. He likes women, but not just any woman.â
Justin was torn between consoling her and defending his best friend. âBesides, Carrie is my sister. He
wonât lay a hand on her.â
âWhatâs so special about being your sister? Ryan is brazen. Unless itâs his mother, who does he not
dare to touch?â
Bella slammed the table again and said, âYouâd better pray that Ryan hasnât done anything to Carrie. If
he dares touch her, I swear, I will break his arms!â
âAlright,â Justin replied softly.
âWhat?â Bella suddenly froze.
âI said, I agree with your idea. If anything happens, you go for his left hand, and Iâll take care of his
right.â
Bella was left utterly speechless.
The saying was true after all. Men would betray their brothers for
women.
Carrieâs surgery was successful. She was transferred to a regular
ward.
Lying in bed, Carrie seemed fragile and pale, almost blending in with the white bedsheetâ¦
It was truly a heartbreaking sight to behold.
âHow are you feeling? Does it still hurt?â Ryan sat by th
voice unexpectedly gentle as he gazed into her clear,
Carrie shook her head gently.
âCan you hear me now?â
She blinked and nodded slightly.
âThatâs great!â Ryan heaved a sigh of relief, reaching for his phone.â
Iâll call your brother and sister-in-law to come pick you up.â
Before he could finish, Carrieâs heart skipped a beat, and she suddenly
grabbed his arm.
âRyan, Iâm⦠Iâm hungryâ¦â
âI guessed as much. Yasmin has gone to buy food for you. She should be back soon.â
At that moment, the door to the ward opened, and Yasmin hurriedly walked in with a tray of hot food.
âMr. Hoffman, the food has arrived. Nutritious and plain, as per your
instructions.â
âBring it over.â
Yasmin held the tray, and Ryan picked up the bowl of chicken soup.
He scooped a spoonful, blew on it gently, and slowly brought it to the
edge of Carrieâs lips.
âCome on, Carrie, let me feed youâ
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Such tender care and thoughtfulness left Yasmin completely stunned.
Sure enough, it was hard to hide oneâs feelings.
âI⦠I can manage on my own.â Carrie blushed.
âYouâre still weak, so itâs better if I feed you.â Ryan gently brought the spoon close to her soft lips, his
tender eyes playful.
âWomen in Savrow are lining up just for a chance to be fed by me. Youâd better seize this opportunity,
Carrie.â
Carrieâs throat tightened, and she nervously adjusted the bedsheet.
âYou can boast about being fed by Ryan Hoffman for at least three years, Iâm sure! Open up, then! Ah-â