The moment the doctor saw him enter, it was as if he had seen his life savior.
“Mr. Ford!”
He said hesitantly, “Her current condition is rather complicated…”
“Is it serious?” Weston knitted his eyebrows.
When he was talking to the doctor, his eyes were fixed on Stella.
The doctor replied, “She’s only suffered some minor injuries. There won’t be anything serious as long
as they are treated properly. It’s just that…”
He swept a glance at Stella and sighed. “It’s hard for us to treat her wounds now that she’s like this,
even though they’re not big. Coming out from a place like that, she might be infected by some kind of
germs. If her wounds are not treated as soon as possible, it would be a problem. Things will get very
bad if she is infected.”
He continued, “We tried sedating the lady, but she did not cooperate. We were afraid of hurting her,
so…”
Weston nodded without saying anything.
He looked at Stella, who had been keeping her head down, and walked toward her. “Stella.”
Stella did not respond while her eyes remained lowered.
Weston approached her slowly and stood still.
The surrounding nurses did not dare to go near her. Only he walked to her gently and reached out to
her…
Right at the moment he was about to touch Stella, she shuddered violently, and the spikes of alertness
stood up all over her body. “Don’t touch me!”
When everyone thought that she was going to push him away, she did not move. She just shouted and
then froze in place.
“Stella, it’s me…”
Weston let out a sigh of relief. His tone was full of sadness and tenderness that even he did not notice.
He put his palm on her forehead and rubbed it gently.“ It’s me.”
A familiar and refreshing smell filled her nostrils.
Stella smelled the strong ebony scent on his body. When the man in the speakeasy was holding her, all
she could smell was his disgusting scent.
It was Weston’s appearance and his scent that brought her back to reality.
It was him…
As if realizing she had been saved, her tense body eased a bit as she let out a whimper.
“Weston…”
A long time after she called his name, she slowly loosened her grip and finally lifted her face.
Her eyes were out of focus at first. It was when she saw Weston that her gaze gradually came to a
focus.
“You are here.”
Her voice was low and hoarse, but it was not difficult to hear her dependence on Weston.
He could not describe his feelings when seeing her in such a state.
He just wanted to take her in his arms immediately, soothe her, kiss her, and tell her that he would
never leave her again and that he would always protect her.
The man sat beside her without any disguise and swept her into his arms.
He carefully avoided the tiny wounds on her body. “Don’t be scared. I am here.
“Don’t be scared.” Weston did not know that there would be a time he could be this patient. He did not
have any other thought in his mind. All he had in his mind was her.
Stella started to show an expression on her face, unlike when she was repulsing the doctor and the
nurses.
She pressed her lips very hard, not wanting to let herself cry. Her lips had turned white from the biting,
and a trace of blood oozed from them.
Weston did not want to see her self-mutilating behavior. He lowered his head and kissed her on her
lips. “Don’t bite yourself.”
He pried her teeth apart little by little until she released them.
Then, he whispered into her ear. “Be a good girl and let the doctor treat you.”
She did not say anything and simply looked ahead blankly.
He sighed and kissed her ear. “You need to be treated. I will bring you home when it’s done, okay?”
“Home?” Stella did not say anything and only repeated this one word.
Then, she looked up at him with teary eyes. “I want to go home.”
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