NovelEnglishChapter 2286 The only tBella softened her heart without hesitation was for him.
Justin's handsface paled, and his star-like eyes were clouded with complex emotions-dark, conflicted.
With a deep gaze, Grant bent down to pick up the bouquet from the floor. Maneuvering his wheelchair to the coffee table, he carefully placed the lilies into the vase, one by one.
"Throwing these flowers away would be a shame. They're still quite beautiful," Grant said with his back to the two, his lips curling into an unreadable smile.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSeeing Bella close her eyes, Justin's voice turned hoarse. "Get sgood rest." After speaking, he turned and walked toward the door, his steps mechanical.
"Justin." She called out to him.
The man paused but did not turn around.
"From now on, we'll go our separate ways. We have no ties anymore." Bella's slender fingers clutched the bedsheet tightly, nearly tearing it, but her voice remained cold and resolute. “You don't need to force yourself to seeanymore. I won't want to see you again." As he walked out of the hospital room, Justin felt like his steps were floating, as if he were walking on clouds, completely detached from reality.
The pounding in his head grew stronger with each step, and his vision blurred, then cleared, in waves.
"We'll go our separate ways." Her heartless words echoed in his ears, pulling at his nerves, and his forehead was slick with cold sweat.
"Justin." A gentle voice cfrom behind.
Justin stopped in his tracks and turned his head.
Grant sat in his wheelchair, smiling faintly as he approached.
"I'd like to speak with you privately." Justin clenched his fists tightly, enduring the pain. "Alright." The two brothers went up to the rooftop.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmIt was a sunny afternoon, but winter had arrived. The cold wind cut through the collars and sleeves of their clothes.
Justin, a former soldier with a remarkable physique, nonetheless felt a chill creeping through his body.
"The air in Savrow is so refreshing. There's nothing like being home," Grant said as he took a deep breath. He coughed lightly, perhaps from inhaling too much cold air. His face grew a shade paler.
"Grant, what do you want to talk about?" Justin stood beside him, his ink - black eyes gazing into the distance. "The wind is strong here.
You're in poor health, so you should take care of yourself." Clutching his chest, Grant asked, "Justin, do you still care about me?" "Of course, Justin paused, his voice low. "Back then, you sacrificed yourself to helpescape. It's because of that sacrifice that survived. Content belongs to en.kikistoriesl.ne I will never forget that debt." Grant frowned and chuckled. "So, it's only a debt? Not brotherly love?" Justin's thin lips pressed together. "Growing up, you treatedthe best besides Grandpa." "Tm not trying to guilt you. I just hope that my sudden return hasn" caused you any trouble. [ want our brotherhood to remain as it always has been." Grant exhaled lightly. His tone was sincere. "Even though we don't share the smother, you are still my half brother. I've never had any ill intentions toward you." Content belongs to en.kikistoriesJustin's expression remained cold. "Grant, if we are truly brothers, just say what you want to say There's no need to beat around the bush." Content belongs around the en.kikistoriesto A biting, bone-chilling wind howled past.
wn "Justin, your story with Ms. Thompson has ended. It's such a pity." Grant lifted his pale, jade-like face and looked at him, enunciating each word clearly. "Would you mind if I wanted to start something with her?"
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