Chapter 625

Ryan was a good wingman for Justin. Otherwise, what sort of friend would he be? - Trying to move an unconscious Justin, who was 189 cm tall, back to his room was equivalent to trying to move a mountain. Luckily, there was an elevator in this villa. Bella dragged the bastard’s body back to his room like she was dragging a corpse. By the time she helped him up onto the bed, her dress had been soaked through by a mixture of both her own sweat and Justin’s sweat. “You’re so damn heavy!” Bella was exhausted and panting heavily, but she had no time to rest. She hurried into the bathroom and soaked a towel with cold water before wiping Justin’s body to bring his temperature down. After she was done bustling around, Bella sat on the edge of the bed heavily, so tired that she did not want to move anymore. “I’m seriously exasperated with you. Why were you moving about so much when you were having such a fever? You’re really troublesome, don’t you know that?” Bella glared at Justin, who w