Chanter 585
Jussim could not bear to see. Bella like this. He quickly keelt on one
keem Tront of her.
The muscles in his throat were trempling as he raiseedhiss face. His
cod and stem eyes were filled with deep affection for heen
Them he cx her hand, planting a deep kiss on the back of fit Boellaâs pupils shank, and her ear tips
turned embarrassingly rec. Foraa
momem sie forgot to pull her hand away.
âIâm sorry. Itâs all my fault. talked too much and said something
stupid. Bella, please corgive me this time, okay?â Justin furrowed hiss
handsome brows siinty
He gazed deepiyimonerwatery eyes his eyes filled with sincere
apologies.
âGoodness! Is this the same Jussin Salvador wito strides wit
confidence in Savrow? Is this the same man wito was decisiv
business and commanded the respect of the Salvador Corpo
Heâs now humbling himself somuron Bella thought.
âCough, coughâ¦â Bellaâs ears were numing red, and she cleared h
throat lightly.
She did not say whether she forgave him arot She only lowered her
eyelashes and gazed at the strong and handsome man kneeling
before her.
In her heart, she was secretly delighted!
âWhat happened to you tonight? How could you be so cowardly and just stand there being beaten by
your father?â
Bella raised her eyebrows, anger raging within her. She couldnât help but poke at his forehead.
She said in a harsh tone, âYouâre already 30 years old. Canât you fight
back or resist? Is this a father and son relationship, or more like a master and slave?â
âDo you feel sorry for me?â Justin squinted his sultry eyes.
ac
âYou saved my life, and youâre my patient. As a compassionate doctor, itâs only reasonable for me to
care about your well-being.â Bella retorted stubbornly.
âSo, you do feel sorry for me.â Justinâs eyes were tender, and a smile played on his thin lips. âA beating
in exchange for a word of concern from you. I think Iâve made a profit.â
âHuh?!â Bella laughed in frustration.
âThis man! If he has time, he should go to the hospital and check if
there is brain damage or cerebellar atrophy!â Bella thought.
On the other hand, Ryan rushed Carrie to the nearest hospital as fast
as he could.
He held Carrie tightly until they saw a doctor. His charming eyes were
crimson as a storm brewed within him.
Ryan always treaded between the gray areas of society, so he would
normally stay calm in the face of calamity.
It was rare for him to be so anxious and worried about a woman.
Yasmin followed closely behind her boss. She looked at Ryanâs tense and handsome back with a faint
smile of satisfaction on her lips.
Carrie was truly an angel. She turned the ruthless and bloodthirsty Ryan into someone with a heart and
emotions.
âTL
âMr. Hoffman, all the doctors have gone home for the night. If you go to the emergency department, we
can find a doctor for you.â The nurse recognized Ryan. Despite his imposing figure, she trembled and
panicked.
âIf I donât see the best doctor in your hospital within ten minutes, Iâll fucking tear this place down and
build a nightclub!â
Ryan glared at her with bloodshot eyes, his roar echoing through the
entire hospital lobby. âWhy the fuck arenât you looking for him now)
The nurse was so scared that her face turned pale, and she hurriedly
went to call a doctor.
All medical staff kept their distance from Ryan. Even the patients
moved farther away, afraid that they might not be able to survive his
tyranny.
âCarrie, is it still hurting?â Ryanâs heart was burning with anxiety.
Carrieâs nightgown was soaked through due to Ryanâs sweaty palms.
Carrie just frowned, silently shedding tears.
Each drop of tear hit the manâs chest, and it hurt him so much that
flames of anger surged in his eyes. He gritted his teeth, almost
crushing his molars.
âMr. Hoffman, youâve forgotten. Ms. Carrie was slapped by Bethany, and her hearing is now severely
affected. She probably didnât mean to ignore you.â Yasmin anxiously reminded Ryan from the side.
This reminder struck a chord. Ryan felt like returning to Tideview Manor to kill Bethany.