Ryan was a good wingman for Justin. Otherwise, what sort of friend would he be?


    Trying to move an unconscious Justin, who was 189 cm tall, back to his room was equivalent to trying


    to move a mountain.


    Luckily, there was an elevator in this vi. Be dragged the bastard’s body back to his room like she


    was dragging a corpse. By the time she helped him up onto the bed, her dress had been soaked


    through by a mixture of both her own sweat and Justin’s sweat.


    “You’re so damn heavy!”


    Be was exhausted and panting heavily, but she had no time to rest. She hurried into the bathroom


    and soaked a towel with cold water before wiping Justin’s body to bring his temperature down.


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    After she was done bustling around, Be sat on the edge o heavily, so tired that she did not want to


    move anymore.


    “I’m seriously exasperated with you. Why were you moving abou much when you were having such a


    fever? You’re really troubleson


    don’t you know that?”


    Be red at Justin, who was still delirious from the fever. Her tone


    was cold, but she felt anxious.


    After all, he only ended up this way because of her.


    Wait a second!


    Ryan frowned, observing Carrie’s movements carefully.


    Why did she look like she was having a PTSD reaction? Could she have been constantly beaten at


    home in the past?


    Did Carrie have such a fearful reaction when Zoe raised her hand against her because Bethany used


    to hit her frequently?


    Was that the case?


    “When did you two get here? Why didn’t you guys let me know?”


    Be came downstairs and jumped in fright when she saw the two


    men sitting quietly in the living room.


    She hurriedly tried to calm her unsteady breathing.


    Ryan put his phone away and shed his teeth at Be with a devious


    smile. “Ah, we just didn’t want to intrude. You two get to meet so


    rarely that we thought you should have more time to nurture your


    feelings. We just didn’t want to be there disturbing you.”


    “Nurture our feelings, my ass!”


    Be was so angry that she wished she could use her stiletto heel to


    stab holes into Ryan’s mischievous, smiling face.


    Ryan crossed his legs and turned to appraise Be closely, propping


    his chin on his hand.


    He noticed that her lips were glossy and her cheeks were red with a flush that had not yet receded, and


    the ever-so-experienced Mr. Hoffman raised an eyebrow in interest. ‘My brother has done it, hasn’t


    he? Wow, Justin looks really serious on the surface, but he’s just as horny as hell. What an asshole!’


    “Young Madam! You finally came! There’s hope for Mr. Salvador


    now!”n gazed at Be with stars in his eyes, smiling so widely that


    he was about to burst into tears.


    Be had no time to correct his form of address for her right now and


    said’ seriously, “Mr. Harris, Mr. Salvador’s high fever was caused by


    the recurrence of his internal injuries. It shouldn’t be neglected. I’ve


    just contacted one of the hospitals under KS Group that has high security and is better at maintaining


    patient’s privacy. I’ve also


    contacted the doctor in charge. You and Mr. Hoffman should get


    ready to head over there now.”


    have feelings for Mr. Salvador! You wouldn’t have just let him die!”


    “I wouldn’t have let him die, but that has nothing to do with whether or


    not I still have feelings for him. Don’t make such a far-fetched


    assumption.”


    Be’s tone was icy as she refused to allown’s assumption to


    stand.


    She walked down the stairs and walked up to Ryan with a cold gaze.


    Ryan’s heart trembled when he met her gaze, as he felt a strong chill. “Mr. Hoffman, let’s step aside to


    talk.”