Aurora Dourada: Retorno By Ricardo Almeida

Drew shook violently and fell to the ground. He was unable to stand up, feeling numb all over.

“Sorry, buddy, just lie down and rest here for a while. This won’t hurt too long,” Ryan said smugly, his eyes gleaming as he tapped the stun gun in his hand. “You Thompsons have some serious combat skills, so I have no choice but to use a few tricks of my own.”

“Damn it! You’re despicable!” Drew glared at him fiercely, his gaze alone enough to tear Ryan apart.

Ryan sighed, shrugging helplessly. I am willing to stoop this low for the sake of my one and only best friend.”

Meanwhile, Justin sprinted to the door of Bella’s hospital room, he was stopped by Amelia.

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“I need to see your sister,” Justin said, looking at Amelia

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eyes, sweat dripping down his haggard cheeks.

Amelia bit her lip, unsure how to respond.

“Please.” Justin’s plea escaped the depths of his throat, hoarse desperation. “Let me see her.”

Unable to bring himself to hurt a girl, Justin could only plead with her.

Amelia looked at Justin for a moment, her expression softened by his desperation. With a deep sigh, she stepped aside, allowing him to

pass.

“Thank you,” Justin whispered gratefully as he hurried toward Bella’s

room.

As Justin reached for the door handle, he hesitated when Amelia’s soft voice broke the silence. “If you had known this would happen, why did you divorce her in the first place?”

His breath caught in his throat, and his chest was tight with emotion. Tears brimmed in his reddened eyes, exposing the turmoil within. Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

As Justin stepped into the room, Bella’s beautiful face instantly turned frigid.

A wave of hostility and resistance surged from within Justin’s heart.

Christopher gazed coldly at Justin, his lips twisting into a snarl. His eyes were burning with the animosity of a feud that had festered for

far too long.

Justin flinched at the intensity of the confrontation with Christopher,

feeling the air crackle with tension.

“Justin, I don’t want to see you. Please leave!” Bella’s voice t

and her eyes were red.

“I need to speak with you.” Justin swallowed hard, his words straine

and muffled.

“Get out!”

Bella’s sudden outburst startled him as she sat up abruptly. Her voice

was laced with anger. She even pounded her fist on the bed.

“Bella! You have yet to recover… Please don’t get too worked up.

Calm down!” Christopher hurriedly reached out and placed his hands on her trembling shoulders, his eyes full of concern.

Looking at Bella’s hysterical state, Justin felt his soul tear in pieces.

Justin took a step toward her. His step was heavy, as if carrying the weight of his guilt, and his vision was blurred by the tears.

“I came here to apologize.” Justin’s voice trembled with remorse. What I did to you two years ago was wrong. I hurt you, Bella. I’m truly sorry.”

Christopher’s brow furrowed deeply upon hearing those words. ‘Two years ago. They were still married back then. What could have

possibly happened that Justin felt the need to apologize to her?’

In the next moment, Christopher could sense Bella’s body trembling

even more violently. Her eyes were bloodshot as she stared at Justin with an anguished gaze.

Suddenly, she reached out and grabbed a glass of water from the

bedside table. She then threw the glass at Justin with all he

With Justin’s quick reflexes, he could have easily dodged it. B didn’t. He only stood there stiffly, allowing the glass to smash o his forehead and shatter into pieces on the ground.

A large lump immediately swelled up on his forehead. Yet, Justin felt

no pain. His mind was numb and empty.

“Who cares about your apology?!” Bella’s voice cracked with emotion

as tears brimmed in her eyes.

Justin stared blankly at Bella. The weight of her words settled heavily

on him, and his heart throbbed with an unbearable ache.

“We ended things a long time ago. Stop humiliating me!”

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