The next morning, Justin suddenly woke up from his sleep. For some reason, he was drenched in cold sweat.

His breathing was labored as he reached for his phone, squinting to check the screen. It showed over twenty missed calls from Nigel.

Ever since being discharged from the hospital, Justin had been dealing with lingering side effects. His head would ache every night, and he had not gotten a full night's sleep in three or four days.

Last night, he felt like he could not take it anymore, so he took some sleeping pills and slept through the night until morning.

Rubbing his throbbing temples, Justin got up and was about to return Nigel's call when he heard lan's voice outside the door.

"Mr. Salvador, are you awake?"

"What is it?"

"Your grandfather is here and requests to speak with you downstairs."

made his way to the living room while dialing Arnold's number

unpleasant way his last meeting with Amold had ended at the hospital, with Arnold slapping him and storming off,

distance, he was only concerned with regaining his health enough to resume normal

call Arnold, it remained off. Justin frowned slightly and put his phone away. In the living room, Gregory and

eyes shifting toward Nigel "Grandpa, have you been

exclaimed, "Justin, something has happened

showing no trace of emotion. "What happened to Ms. Thompson?" "She was in a car accident. You need to come with me to the hospital immediately and see how she's doing!" Nigel was

madam, Bella, was a skilled driver, practically a racecar goddess. It was unfathomable that she would be in

a fragile emotional state, consumed by her feelings for him. Ever

she badly injured?" Justin asked. His deep and enigmatic gaze wavered slightly, though it

completely flipped over. Her

her. She doesn't need me." Justin's voice lowered as he

lan heard this, his face

That's Bella! The girl you cherished so much that you cried in front of me, begging her to come back

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255