The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Chapter 2284

"Is Grant capable in bed? Our little sister has been spoiled by Justin in that regard. Can she tolerate a man with erectile dysfunction?"

Asher was speechless. "Grant may have some health concerns, but he's still a fully functioning man."

Axel rolled his eyes at him. "Besides, my wife has a saying."

Ralph asked, "What?"

"The way to test if a man is lustful is to check his breath. If he's still breathing, it means he's lustful."

Asher and Ralph were left speechless.

"So, even if Grant is bound to a wheelchair, how could he not be tempted? Bella is so exceptional and beautiful I don't believe it!"

In the hospital room, Grant opened the thermos and poured out a small bowl of warm soup. He even set aside a few delicate side dishes on the bedside table.

Bella smiled halfheartedly. "Thank you, but I really don't have much of an appetite right now."

Grant said nothing, simply offering the bowl of soup to her.

The familiar, fragrant scent filled Bella's nose, and her eyes suddenly brightened.

"This... This is..."

"Made by Wilma herself. She prepared all these." Grant's smile was as gentle as ever. "So, are you feeling a bit hungry now?"

Bella's heart trembled slightly, her voice a little hoarse. "How did you-"

"Don't forget, I'm also from the Salvador family. I grew up in Tideview Manor. Wilma was hired as my nanny, but when Justin and his mother arrived, my father arranged for her to take care of Justin."

Grant patiently held the bowl of soup, his gaze sincere. "So, Wilma didn't just watch Justin grow up; she watched me grow up too. Asking her to make you a bowl of porridge is still something I can manage."

Bella stared at him with her wide, dark eyes, not blinking.

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have troubled her. After all, she's Justin's nanny, and she took care of you for a long time. You two are close." Grant was sharp enough to understand her emotions immediately. "Don't worry, there won't be a next time."

For some reason, although he had not done anything wrong, the more he spoke humbly, the more anxious Bella felt inside.

Bella forced down the swirling emotions within and slowly lifted her hand to take the bowl. But her body was still weak, and as soon as she took the bowl, her hand quivered uncontrollably.

At the moment when the bowl almost slipped, Grant quickly steadied her hand. The cool touch of his palm against her skin made her shiver involuntarily.Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.

Suddenly, she thought of Justin.

Justin had big, calloused hands, but they always felt warm to the touch. She loved holding his hands endlessly, especially in winter when they became her personal heaters. But that warmth was gone...

Bella's eyes filled with tears, turning red as her chest tightened painfully.

Grant observed her closely, his eyes narrowing slightly. Without saying a word, he took the spoon, scooped up some soup, and brought it to her trembling lips. "Just think of me as your nurse. Don't overthink it and focus on getting better."

Bella took a deep breath, clenching the fabric of her pants beneath the covers.

At that moment, there was a knock at the door.

Grant did not take his eyes off her as he calmly called out, "Come in."

The door opened, and the familiar, steady footsteps slowly approached, step by step, entering the room.

Each footstep seemed to echo in Bella's soft, trembling heart.

Soon, Justin came to view in front of her, entering the room while holding a bouquet of lilies.

However, Bella calmly looked away, leaning slightly forward as she sipped the spoonful of soup Grant offered her.

Justin froze, his hand tightening unconsciously around the bouquet. A wave of indescribable emotion clogged his throat.