Chapter 517 Retaliation By The Divorced Heiress

• Justin thought there were jagged fragments in his heart. "No, of course not, Bella," he thought, clenching his own shirt. I don't take actions based on a whim. My affection for you is more than just a fleeting fancy. Doesn't delayed affection qualify as love? We confronted death and life together thirteen years ago. Thirteen years later, we still have to deal with difficulties side by side. In this lifetime, we are supposed to be irreparable. For the first time in his life, Justin found it hard to contain his affectionate remarks. Justin was frustrated because he wanted to say so much but couldn't. But ultimately, he decided to quiet.
• There was no time to talk, he knew. He needed to do something. Bella's fever had subsided, but her body had not fully healed. After the previous three days of chaos, Bella was worn out. She was too tired to continue protecting no more against the "wolf." Soon as her head touched the pillow, she fell asleep. However, Justin remained alert, looking directly at her as though he were protecting her, showing no symptoms of fatigue. He endured the agony and climbed out of bed only after he was certain that Bella had indeed gone asleep. bed. He crept up to the couch.
• His initial intention was to gaze at Bella's peaceful and beautiful sleeping face. However, he felt bad for allowing She slept on the couch. So he raised her small, fragile body tenderly. Cradling her in his arms, he dropped his long eyelashes. He had some perspiration on his palms. Additionally, he couldn't help but stroke her silky hair with his angular jawline. "Mm." In his arms, Bella whimpered softly. She was like a sleepy infant dreaming. Justin's eyes became more intense, and he experienced dryness and itching in his throat. His lips hovered just above hers, and he wanted to kiss her. Ultimately, he couldn't stand to take action.