It broke Justin''s heart to see Be''s feet covered in injuries, blood stains, and dried dirt.


    "Be... I want to make you happy, but happiness is the one thing I didn''t give you."


    Justin closed his eyes and breathed heavily, his throat hiding a whimper.


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    His phone vibrated. It was a call from Matt.


    Justin rubbed his eyes and got up to take the call near the window. "How is Grandpa doing, Matt?"


    "Old Master Nigel is doing well. He was up worrying about Ms. Thompson and sleptte. Did you find


    Ms. Thompson, sir? The Old Master asked about her before he went to bed." Matt sounded concerned.


    "I found her. Tell Grandpa when he wakes up not to worry. I will keep herpany."


    The question was how long he could stay with her.


    "I''m sorry, sir..." Feeling bad, Matt spoke in a hoarse voice, "It''s all my fault. If I had told you Ms.


    Thompson lost the baby, things wouldn''t havee to this."


    "You have nothing to do with it. I caused this."


    Justin fell silent before a thought struck him.


    He remembered Christmas three years ago. Justin was away in Meridan, visiting a project site.


    Due to the time zone difference, he could not possibly have taken her call during the day when the car


    crash happened.


    "Did you mention before that Be tried to call me, but I didn''t pick up, Matt?" Justin tensed up.


    "Yeah. Ms. Thompson contacted you right away."


    Matt sighed. "It''s in the past now. You''re okay. Don''t beat yourself up. You were away often, too busy to


    even eat, as you tried to establish yourself in thepany. You didn''t mean to miss her call." Suddenly,


    Justin froze.


    It was alling back to him.


    That day, Justin was working in the Meridan branch when Rosalind came over and dragged him to


    some event.


    Justin turned Rosalind down to rush to a meeting, but she threw a fit and dumped his phone in the fish


    tank.


    Be''s call for help must havee at that time.


    Justin''s head spun.


    "Sir? Sir? Are you there? Are you alright?" Matt asked worriedly.


    Justin held onto the windowsill as his body sank to the ground. He was on the verge of a breakdown.


    The next morning, Justin was relieved that Be''s fever had subsided.


    Be opened her eyes, and the first thing she saw was the love of her life. She slipped into his arms


    emotionally, and they locked in an embrace. "Justin? Am I dreaming?"


    Be raised her swollen eyes and pinched Justin''s gaunt face red.


    She should be pinching herself to see if she was dreaming.


    However, Justin did not feel the pain. Pleased, he ran his fingers down her hair. "You''re not dreaming,


    Be. It''s me. Touch me if you don''t believe me." "This is wonderful."


    Be threw herself into his arms. Swept by a whirlwind of emotions, she burst out crying.


    She pinched hard and wailed out loud. At least it looked like she had regained her strength.


    After snuggling up for a moment, Justin drew close to her and murmured in her ear, "Be, I''m so, so


    sorry. Once you''re all better, you can hit me all you want."


    "Why should I hit you?" Be blinked. "Do you have someone else in your life? Did you get lonely when


    I wasn''t there?!"