Chapter 2247
This man, despite his physical flaws, displayed a gentle, refined, and calm demeanor. Grant never wallowed in self-pity or blamed others for his misfortune. But Bella instinctively did not want to be close to him. Even standing next to him made her feel suffocated.
It was an inexplicable feeling, hard to put into words.
“No, I’m fine, thank you,” Bella said, raising her arm and wiping the tears from her cheek with her sleeve.
She recalled how, in the past, she would often cry in front of Justin, tears and snot streaking down her face, shattering her usual composure.
However, Justin never offered her a handkerchief like this man did. Instead, she would just wipe her tears all over Justin’s collar and tie, leaving the usually refined and tidy nobleman looking disheveled because of her.
Yet he would still gently comfort her, kiss her red nose, and hold her close.
Grant tucked the handkerchief back into his pocket, speaking softly. “Justin has regained consciousness, but I’ve heard h
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