Right after they ordered the arrest of Winston, Shannon hurriedly left the house. Nobody would believe
it was a coincidence.
Perhaps they could find Linnyâs murderer by following Shannon.
After two days, Justin remained in the hospital, staying in a ward just
a wall away from Bella.
He did not disturb Bella during the past 48 hours. Only when Bella was asleep after taking a sedative
would he stand outside her ward, watching her beautiful but haggard sleeping face, which still
strummed his heartstrings, through the window.
He raised his hand, tracing the outline of her face on the glass
window with his fingertips.
Justin could stay here and keep her company forever without making his presence known. He only
feared that Bella would not even accept
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âJustin.â
The door to the smoking room opened. Justinâs fingertips trembled. He turned around to see Drew
standing by the door.
Drew walked to him and stood next to him. âGive me a cigarette.â
Justinâs eyelashes fluttered. He pulled out a cigarette and handed it to Drew. Drew held it between his
lips and gestured for Justin to light
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Justin frowned slightly as he obeyed. Nobody in the world could order Justin to put himself in a lower
position, except for Drew.
After all, Drew would be one of his future brothers-in-law. Justin had come to terms with it. He
understood that putting on an arrogant
front before the Thompson family would just make them hate him
more.
At this point, if Justin wanted even a glimmer of hope between him and Bella, he had to be willing to do
anything.
Drew took a deep drag on the cigarette and exhaled smoke rings, glancing at Justin teasingly. âBrat,
you could really hold yourself well in the face of beauty.â
As he spoke, Drew narrowed his eyes and licked his lips.
Justinâs hand trembled. This crazy man did not treat him as an outsider at all, speaking such outlandish
words.
âIâm tied up lately, but I need to take care of my little sister.â
Amidst the smoke, Drewâs expression turned serious. âIâll have to
trouble you to work harder and inform me of any news immediately. Iâll fucking kill that bastard myself!â
Drew cracked his knuckles loudly as his words fell.
â
Justin stayed silent for a while and then crushed the cigarette butt. You donât need to step in. Iâll do it.â
âNo. Not you,â Drew said decisively.
âWeâre both doing it for Bella. Why not me?â Justin asked in
confusion.
âBrat, if you really want a future with Bella, youâd better stay put.â
Drewâs gaze lowered. He spread out his palm and slowly closed it. His eyes were dark. âIâm skilled in
that area, but not you. Once thereâs blood on your hands, everything will go in an unpredictable
direction. Bella wouldnât want that.â
âItâs too late for that.â
Justin took another cigarette and smiled bitterly. âWhen I was in the army, t killed more than I could
remember.â
âYou know that itâs different. Anyway, I hope you donât get involved in this. The more trouble you stir up,
the more trouble Bella will be in.
Drew snorted. âDonât think that I care about you. Everything I do is for my sister.â
âI know, but I still have to thank you.â Justinâs eyes flashed. He cleared his throat and added in a low
voice, âBrother.â
Drew immediately turned to look at him in shock.