“This is the place, Mr. Salvador, Young Madam. This is Rachel Mead’s home,” Ian said while looking around.
Ian came from an upper-middle-class family. Although he did all the grind for Justin over the years, Ian had never experienced the hard life of ordinary citizens. The absence of bodyguards also put him on edge.
However, Justin got out of the car with composure.
As it had been raining all morning, Justin stepped on a muddy puddle and stained his expensive handmade leather shoe. Still, he did not care.
He looked very much at home.
“Watch your feet, Mr. Salvador!” Ian gave him a heads-up, but it was too late.
“It’s okay,” Justin responded nonchalantly.
Bella was about to get out of the car when her center of gravity suddenly shifted. She exclaimed and hung on to his neck in a panic.
Afraid of dirtying her shoes and pants, Justin carried her in his arms and said tenderly, “Why are you getting worked up? When did I ever drop you?”
“Uh… You could’ve at least given me a warning. That startled me.”
Seeing through him, Bella pounded his chest. “Besides, it’s just a puddle. I had it tough when I was living abroad. I’m not fragile.”
“That’s before. You have me now.” Justin slowly put her down while steadying her waist.
Since Bella was in Justin’s life, he wanted to pour all his love and attention into her.
“Why did you take the long way to get to Rachel’s house first, Ian?”
Bella furrowed her brows in confusion. “The other girl lives closer. We could’ve gone there before heading here since it’s on the way.”
“Um… The girl and her family refuse to meet with you and Mr. Salvador, Young Madam.” Ian sighed.
“Do you find it hard to accept?”
Justin put his arm around Bella’s shoulder with composure. “I lived with my mother in poverty before I was brought back to live with the Salvadors. I lived in worse conditions than here.”
“No, Mr. Salvador, I mean...” Ian felt embarrassed.
“The living conditions did not matter. The most important thing is to be with loved ones. My home was where my mother was. Tideview Manor, bustling as it is, is not my home after my mother’s passing. I miss the days when it was just me and my mom.”
Feeling in the moment, Justin teared up and tightened his grip around Bella’s waist. He said hoarsely, “At least I have Bella now. I finally have a home again.”
Power and wealth meant nothing to Justin.
All Justin ever wanted was a home and the company of his loved ones.
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