Justinâs words, though devoid of any profanity, felt like a sharp blade
piercing through Bella, leaving her with a bloody wound.
âJustin, Iâve never trampled on your dignity. After our divorce, wasnât it
you who came crawling back every time, unable to accept reality?â
Bellaâs eyes subtly reddened, yet she defiantly flashed a smile that could infuriate even the calmest
soul. âYour dignity is something you willingly discarded. How dare you have the audacity to blame me
for
it now?â
She thought to herself, âI shouldnât have come here. I shouldnât have bothered about his condition!
Justin, you deserve to wallow in your
own misery!â
Justinâs breath hitched. Suddenly, he felt dizzy, and his towering figure swayed slightly.
âHey! What the hell are you doing?!â
Swoosh!
Before Justin could speak, a pebble, aimed with precision, struck
Justin at the back of his head.
Justin winced in pain, his brows furrowing tightly.
Meanwhile, Arnold stormed toward Justin, aiming to grab the collar
of his shirt.
However, Justinâs reflexes were lightning-fast.
He deftly dodged to the side, leaving Arnold to grasp at thin air as he stumbled forward several meters.
With his naturally long limbs, he resembled a mantis poised to strike.
Bella, who had been quite furious, could not help but stifle a laugh at Arnoldâs comical mishap. She
pressed her lips tightly together.
Justinâs brows furrowed, his hands reaching to rub the back of his neck. A hint of sinister allure now
tinged his handsome features.
âIs that all youâve got? Sneaking up on someone from behind?â
âSneaking up on someone from behind? Iâd rather do that than resort to assaulting women in the dark!â
Arnold dusted himself off and got up from the ground, still shaken by Justinâs reaction earlier. âYouâre
already divorced, yet you still resort to violence? Youâre the mighty president of the Salvador
Corporation. Is that all youâve got?â
âWhat exactly is your relationship with her?â Justin stared at Arnold with cold eyes.
This feminine-looking guy dared to lay hands on him for Bella, so Justin thought that he must also hold
Bella in high regard.
Stumped on how to introduce himself, Arnold opened his mouth, only for Bella to softly interject, âHis
name is Arnold Larson, a neurologist I brought over from Meridan.â
A neurologist?
Justin suddenly realized something and fell silent.
âI came here specifically for your condition this time,â Bella said
calmly, her gaze steady as she looked at Justin, devoid of any extra emotion, like a doctor examining a
patient.
The distant look in her eyes only fueled Justinâs irritation.
âIâm not sick,â Justin responded coldly.
âDonât act tough. You know better than anyone whether youâre sick or not.â
Bella spoke solemnly. âPreviously, you suffered a severe head injury. Although I performed surgery on
you, it wasnât entirely successful. Whenever you get emotional, your body will tremble involuntarily, and
your actions will become uncontrollable. Over time, you may start hallucinating and even lose
consciousness. If it gets serious, you may become paralyzed. Do you really want to end up like that?
Arenât you afraid of how devastated Grandpa would be if he found out?â
Arnold looked at Bella in disbelief.
Justinâs brain surgery⦠She was the one who operated on him?!
How unbelievable!