Drew shook violently and fell to the ground. He was unable to stand up, feeling numb all over.
âSorry, buddy, just lie down and rest here for a while. This wonât hurt too long,â Ryan said smugly, his
eyes gleaming as he tapped the stun gun in his hand. âYou Thompsons have some serious combat
skills, so I have no choice but to use a few tricks of my own.â
âDamn it! Youâre despicable!â Drew glared at him fiercely, his gaze alone enough to tear Ryan apart.
Ryan sighed, shrugging helplessly. I am willing to stoop this low for the sake of my one and only best
friend.â
Meanwhile, Justin sprinted to the door of Bellaâs hospital room, he was stopped by Amelia.
buty
âI need to see your sister,â Justin said, looking at Amelia
lowered
eyes, sweat dripping down his haggard cheeks.
Amelia bit her lip, unsure how to respond.
âPlease.â Justinâs plea escaped the depths of his throat, hoarse desperation. âLet me see her.â
Unable to bring himself to hurt a girl, Justin could only plead with her.
Amelia looked at Justin for a moment, her expression softened by his desperation. With a deep sigh,
she stepped aside, allowing him to
pass.
âThank you,â Justin whispered gratefully as he hurried toward Bellaâs
room.
As Justin reached for the door handle, he hesitated when Ameliaâs soft voice broke the silence. âIf you
had known this would happen, why did you divorce her in the first place?â
His breath caught in his throat, and his chest was tight with emotion. Tears brimmed in his reddened
eyes, exposing the turmoil within.
As Justin stepped into the room, Bellaâs beautiful face instantly turned frigid.
A wave of hostility and resistance surged from within Justinâs heart.
Christopher gazed coldly at Justin, his lips twisting into a snarl. His eyes were burning with the
animosity of a feud that had festered for
far too long.
Justin flinched at the intensity of the confrontation with Christopher,
feeling the air crackle with tension.
âJustin, I donât want to see you. Please leave!â Bellaâs voice t
and her eyes were red.
âI need to speak with you.â Justin swallowed hard, his words straine
and muffled.
âGet out!â
Bellaâs sudden outburst startled him as she sat up abruptly. Her voice
was laced with anger. She even pounded her fist on the bed.
âBella! You have yet to recover⦠Please donât get too worked up.
Calm down!â Christopher hurriedly reached out and placed his hands on her trembling shoulders, his
eyes full of concern.
Looking at Bellaâs hysterical state, Justin felt his soul tear in pieces.
Justin took a step toward her. His step was heavy, as if carrying the weight of his guilt, and his vision
was blurred by the tears.
âI came here to apologize.â Justinâs voice trembled with remorse. What I did to you two years ago was
wrong. I hurt you, Bella. Iâm truly sorry.â
Christopherâs brow furrowed deeply upon hearing those words. âTwo years ago. They were still married
back then. What could have
possibly happened that Justin felt the need to apologize to her?â
In the next moment, Christopher could sense Bellaâs body trembling
even more violently. Her eyes were bloodshot as she stared at Justin with an anguished gaze.
Suddenly, she reached out and grabbed a glass of water from the
bedside table. She then threw the glass at Justin with all he
With Justinâs quick reflexes, he could have easily dodged it. B didnât. He only stood there stiffly,
allowing the glass to smash o his forehead and shatter into pieces on the ground.
A large lump immediately swelled up on his forehead. Yet, Justin felt
no pain. His mind was numb and empty.
âWho cares about your apology?!â Bellaâs voice cracked with emotion
as tears brimmed in her eyes.
Justin stared blankly at Bella. The weight of her words settled heavily
on him, and his heart throbbed with an unbearable ache.
âWe ended things a long time ago. Stop humiliating me!â