Weston furrowed his brows. “No, she‘s not.”
“Except for some vitamins,” he added a little later.
“I see,” the doctor nodded. “My suggestion is for her not to take
any supplements or health products without proper consultation from a doctor. If she were to take any
medication without proper understanding of her
condition, it might result in an
unnecessary burden on her health. She seems fine at the moment, but some
people might experience certain side effects even with ordinary vitamins. It‘s better to be
safe than sorry.”
Stella tensed up at their conversation.
No one realized that her fists were clenched tightly under the sheets.
After a long while, the doctors finally left the room.
She felt the bed sink on the other side and heard his low voice.
“Since you‘re already awake, there‘s no point pretending you‘re asleep.”
Stella’s eyelids trembled. She didn’t expect Weston to see through her.
She slowly opened her eyes. “How did you know?”
Her voice was hoarse, and her lips were chapped.
Weston didn‘t say much. Instead, he stood up and walked to the kitchen to grab a cup of water for her.
After seeing that her lips were moist from the water, he said, “Your eyes don‘t move like that when you‘r
e deep in sleep.”
When he entered the room just now, he saw
her eyelashes trembling and knew that she wasn’t asleep, and was merely putting up an act.
He had thought that she just didn‘t want an injection, the reason she had pretended to be asleep.
Afterward, he began to suspect that she had other motives.
“Stella, what exactly are you hiding from me?”
Stella remained silent.
Weston went on, “If it‘s because of what happened at the hospital today, Gwen and I...” |
“You don‘t need to explain yourself.”
Stella cut him off and said solemnly, “I am very clear about our relationship and my position in this
entire situation. Don’t worry. I will do my best to fulfill your desires this year,
and it won‘t affect your relationship with Guinevere…”
He had cheapened her countless times and in myriad ways, even
threatening her with her loved ones so she‘d stay by his side. Wasn‘t it just so that she would
do his bidding and not create trouble for him?
Anger flashed through his eyes as he reached out to pinch his chin. “Must you speak to me like that?”
Stella didn‘t know why he suddenly became angry, but she softened her tone
and said, “I‘m sorry, I‘m not feeling very well...”
Weston released his hand upon sensing her temperature rising again, “... Rest well.”
He didn‘t want to pursue matters while she was still ill.
That night, Weston never returned to the bedroom but went to the study instead.
He might have been working or
resting, but Stella didn‘t bother trying to find out. She only knew that the two pills she took just now made
heat up uncomfortably.
She wanted some water but couldn’t make a sound past her throat.
Towards the latter part of the night, she finally sensed someone feeding her water.
She opened her eyes and was shocked to see Weston by her side.
“Weren‘t you at the study?”
Her eyelids drooped drowsily as she asked in a daze,“ Why are you back again...”
“I was at the study, but I remembered that there is a silly girl who‘s still not well whom
I‘m still worried about, so I came over to take a look.”
Weston had no idea when he became so soft–
hearted and concerned about Stella‘s health, worried that something would happen to her during the nig
Indeed, the moment he entered the bedroom , he could see her sleeping fitfully.
After feeding her
some water, Stella felt much better, but she could still feel her body emanating heat due to the effects
of the medicine.
She suddenly hugged his arm and cried, “I feel awful...”
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