Chapter 1917

Justin felt Bella’s hand grow colder, and her breathing became heavy. He knew she must have thought of those unpleasant memories and felt distressed. Justin placed his warm palms on the back of her head, his slightly quivering lips kissing her forehead softly as he comforted her by the ear. “Bella, don’t think about those unhappy things. Look, aren’t I fine now? My wife is the best surgeon in the world to be able to stitch up this blockhead of mine. I feel smarter now.” Bella’s breath hitched, and she shook her head. She knew that old injury still lingered in his head, and it was never fully healed. It was just that they had reconciled later, deep in love, and her affection highly eased his emotional and mental strain. The nerves in his brain no longer felt congested. Coupled with medication, his episodes happened less. However, Bella knew that occasionally, when he was stressed and tensed, he would endure it during the day and secretly get out of bed to look for his painkillers