After struggling to get through the observation period, Justin’s vital signs were finally stable, and he was allowed to leave the


    ICU.


    It has been a week since he was sent to the hospital.


    These days, Be seemed to have turned into a parasite, clinging to Justin’s side. She never took a step away from him, as if


    she would lose the necessary nutrition to survive if she left him.


    She woke up at Justin’s bedside in the morning and went to sleep with him at night.


    Due to being in a severea, Justin could only rely on daily nutrient infusions to sustain his life. Be was stricken with worry


    and hardly, ate anything. Her face was haggard, visibly losing weight.


    Her family could do nothing about it. They all understood that if Justin did not wake up soon, Be would continue sinking into


    despair and depression.


    She would wilt like a flower.


    On this night, with the help of Asher and Drew, Be wanted to wipe Justin’s body.


    When they were married, she remembered that Justin always kept himself clean. No matter how expensive a suit was, he would


    not wear it a second time if any dust got on it. He was immacte from head to toe, as if not of this world.


    But Justin did not know that Be had seen how messy and blood- stained he was on the battlefield. Whether he was a president


    of a corporation or a soldier, whether he was shining brightly or covered with mud, her feelings for him never changed.


    His outstanding looks and noble identity were his shining points, but throughout these thirteen years, what Be loved deeply


    was his pure and upright soul.


    Be undressed Justin, revealing his strong and muscr body, leaving only a lone pair of underwear to cover his private parts.


    Asher did not think much of it, but Drew’s eyes widened, and he stared at Justin’s bulging crotch area with apparent jealousy.


    “Fuck! Is he really unconscious? I’ve seen many unconscious men, but not a single one could get it up like him. Not even me!”


    As his words fell, he wanted to pinch Justin’s inner thigh. “Damn it. | must test this guy!”


    Be quickly grabbed his wrist. “Drew, what are you doing?”


    “| want to pinch him to see if he’s really unconscious or putting on an act.” Drew was feeling mischievous, eager to try it out.


    “You don’t need to. He’s always been quite big. | can vouch for it!” Be was flustered and blurted out.


    Asher and Drew were speechless.N?velDrama.Org content rights.


    Be’s face immediately flushed red. She pursed her lips and lowered her head, frantically wiping Justin''s arm with a towel. One


    would have thought she was scrubbing a car.


    The expressions on the brothers’ faces were simrly awkward, obviously sharing the same blood.


    “Ahem... Drew, why are you looking at Be like this?”


    Asher broke the awkward atmosphere first, covering his mouth with a fist and coughing lightly. “Be and Justin were married for


    three years. Isn’t this normal between husband and wife?”


    “Uh.. Yeah! Damn, | forgot about that! Hahaha. It’s great if it''s big! That way, Be will have a happy life... Ouch!”


    Before Drew could finish his words, Asher discreetly elbowed Drew in the ribs, causing him to suck in a breath in pain!


    Be blushed with embarrassment, her cheeks as red as a tomato. ” I’m done with this side. Now flip him over!”


    The brothers helped to move Justin’s body around. Otherwise, Be could not have done it by herself with her thin arms


    After wiping Justin’s body clean, Asher and Drew left the hospital.


    Outside the door, Drew rubbed his ribs that were still aching, ring at Asher resentfully.


    “Asher, it hurts so much. You broke me.”


    Asher kept a straight face. “Shut up.”