Elsewhere, Justin was recuperating alone in one of his private vis in the suburbs.
Today was thest day for the first course of treatment, so Justin knew that Be would send someone
over with more medication.
He did not think that she still felt something for him.
But rather, he knew that she did not want to owe him anything.
During the day, Justin felt fine, apart from the pain in his chest. But unexpectedly, he began to have a
high fever once night fell.
n…n?”
Justin’s throat was hoarse and dry. He would suddenly feel cold, and/ momentster, he would burn up.
It was hard for him to keep his eyes
open.
He calledn’s name a few more times before remembering that he had sentn to the office to get
some important documents. That fellow was probably still on the road right now.
Justin struggled to get up and only noticed then that his bedsheets and nkets were soaked through
with sweat. His hair was sticking to his forehead, and his pajamas were drenched, as if he had gone for
a swim.
He changed into a fresh set of pajamas before heading downstairs to
get some water.
Right then, the doorbell rang.
Confused, Justin walked over slowly to the disy linked to hist doorbell camera and tapped on the
“camera” option to view who was
at the door.
When Be’s beautiful face entered his vision, his dull eyes
immediately lit up, and his heart started beating uncontrobly fast.
“Justin Salvador, I know you’re in there. Open up!” Be’s expression
was as cold as ice as she stared straight at the camera.
Justin pursed his lips silently.
“Are you really dead, or just pretending to be dead? Open the door!”
Be put a hand on her hip as she red at the camera. “I hope you have a will done. I’ming in to
collect your corpse!”
Justin could not help but cough at her razor-sharp words.
“Don’t assume that you’re the only one who knows how to use that
move. I know how to use it too!”
Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDra/ma.O(r)g!
Be was a little anxious now, and her temper red as she pounded
the door with her fist. “If you don’te out, I’m not leaving-”
Unexpectedly, before she could finish speaking, the door opened.
Wearing dark blue pajamas, Justin stood tall before her. He was pale
and smiling weakly, yet strikingly.
“Ms. Thompson, it’s very cold outside. Pleasee in.”
How could he let her suffer in the cold outside? His heart would ache.
Be’s heart sank when she noticed that Justin had lost a lot of
weight.
He was visibly pallid.
Had he not been taking his medication on time? Not long ago, he
looked like he had obviously gotten a lot better, so how did he get like this again?
Be bit her lower lip and walked inside.
Justin mustered his energy and led her to the living room.
“How did you get here, Ms. Thompson? Didn tell you about this ce?”
“Don’t me Mr. Harris. He was looking out for you.”
Be sat down on the sofa and looked straight at him with a stern gaze. Her voice was calm and cold,
so he could not tell if she was concerned. “You don’t have many reliable people by your side. You’re
really foolish if you really fire him because of this. There’s
working for a foolish boss like you, either. I’ll offer Mr. Har
at KS Group. You’d better not cry when that happens.”
“You’re overthinking it, Ms. Thompson.” Justin gazed deeply in
eyes.
int in
e
Because of the joy in his heart, even if he pretended to be calm, he could not stop his dry lips from
curling upward. n’s been working
with me for so many years. How could I let him go? I just…”
‘I just didn’t want you to worry…’ Justin thought to himself.
He suddenly recalled how Be determinedly distanced herself from him and how she stood with
Christopher Iverson that night. Her entire being screamed rejection and annoyance at Justin.
That was why Justin no longer had the courage to say that he did not want her to worry.
“You keep calling me Ms. Thompson and being weirdly polite. Why aren’t you calling me by my name
anymore?” Be narrowed her eyes slightly and asked indifferently.
“Because I know you don’t like it.”
Be was slightly stunned by this, and an inexplicable sour feeling
arose in her heart.