âItâs fine. Itâs just a minor injury. Donât worry about it⦠Ah!â
Bellaâs vision momentarily blurred as she was unexpectedly lifted off the ground by Justin, prompting
her to instinctively press her hands against her chest.
âIâll take you back to your room. Do you have a first-aid kit at home? Iâll help you redress your wound.â
Justinâs eyes sparkled as he gazed at her, already ascending the stairs with long strides.
âThereâs no need for that! Iâm a professional surgeon! I can handle it myself!
Bellaâs tiny fist rested against Justinâs chest, her breath erratic as she forgot to resist.
A charming blush tinted her porcelain-like cheeks, adding to her already captivating allure.
Justin carried Bella into her bedroom.
To his surprise, Bellaâs room was unexpectedly simple. Despite being adorned with high-quality
furnishings and luxurious bedding, it was far more minimalist than he had anticipated for the daughter
of Hatchbayâs wealthiest man. Her room was, surprisingly, even more minimalist than Carrieâs.
Justin recalled how, back in the Salvador household, Bella had a great passion for life. There were
numerous plants, and she often purchased different decorations for the house.
Even the bed they shared, though he seldom slept in it, had its sheets and covers changed weekly with
different patterns. The bedside ornaments and flowers on the coffee table were also constantly
changing and always fresh. It was evident how much effort and care
Bella had devoted to their marriage.
âYouâre still so young. Why is your room so simple?â
Justin gently placed Bella on the bed. âIf you donât mind, my grandfather has quite a collection of
famous paintings and antiques. You used to like them a lot, right? Iâll go to my grandfatherâs place and
get some. Tomorrow, Iâll have Wilma come over to help you decorate.â
âThereâs no need for that. I donât like my room to be too flashy. As long as itâs functional and
comfortable, itâs enough,â Bella replied calmly, not accepting his offer.
âIâm sorry.â
âJustin, are you a parrot or a broken recorder? Canât you say something else besides these words?â
âIâm really sorryâ¦â.
Bella sighed and rubbed her forehead in resignation.
âAlright, you donât necessarily have to speak.â Her tone was tinged with a hint of frustration.
Justinâs lips quivered slightly, feeling bitter inside.
Following Bellaâs instructions, he found the first-aid kit and helped her remove her jacket. When he saw
her shirt soaked with sweat, his heart ached terribly.
âFrom now on, stop enduring it all silently.â Justinâs voice trembled with emotion, and his heart was
heavy with anguish.
âYeah, I wonât bear it anymore. Itâs because Iâve been too tolerant that those despicable monsters have
been able to seize opportunities to harm innocent people time and time again.â
Bellaâs beautiful eyes blazed with intense fury, immersed in profound anger and self-reproach.
Unbeknownst to her, however, the man had silently and steadily unbuttoned the remaining buttons of
her shirt, which was the only clothing left on her body.
When Bella finally realized this, Justin had already unbuttoned the last remaining button.
Justinâs throat bobbed abruptly, a surge of desire coursing through him, making his handsome face
flush as if he were running a fever.
He was undoubtedly a gentleman of integrity.
Yet he always found himself unable to resist entertaining inappropriate thoughts about this delicate
woman.
âAh!â
A piercing scream echoed through the room.
With cheeks as red as tomatoes, Bella reflexively raised her hand and slapped Justin.