Chapter 1968

In the quiet of the night, Drew settled down in the guest room while the couple cuddled on their bed. Justin held Bella in his arms, occasionally kissing her still-warm forehead. Her high fever had subsided a little, and it was not burning anymore. Bella felt limp and weak, but being in the man’s embrace and taken care of made her feel comfortable. Her cheeks were rosy as she whimpered like a kitten. The sickly beauty looked pitiful, her eyes glistening. It aroused Justin’s desire to ravage her. But Justin would not bully her anymore. The more he loved her, the more he needed to restrain himself. “Did Drew say anything else to you after that?” Bella could not help worrying. After all, Drew had a sharp tongue that he inherited from Wyatt. Justin shook his head slightly and tucked her under the blanket. “Rest well. Sleep early and recover soon. We have an early morning the day after.” “Yeah. We need to attend Yasmin’s funeral.” Bella’s heart felt a pang of pain, tears welling in h