Chapter 393 Stella responded, “I told you way earlier that you should see the doctor, but you insisted not to. You had to faint before you allowed the doctor to look at you.” “I didn‘t faint,” Weston‘s face fell as he corrected her. “I was just a little tired and fell asleep.” 

“Fine, whatever you say.” 

He furrowed his brows, unhappy that Stella was just trying to patronize him. 

He reached out, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her close. “Sit here and keep me company. Don‘t go anywhere else.” 

Stella wanted to go to her workroom to read her script, but she now had no choice but to sit back down. 

The family doctor couldn‘t help but tease, “When I give you an injection later, do you want to cover his eyes, Ms. Steele?” 

He would only dare to joke like that because Stella was around. 

he felt that Weston wouldn‘t get angry

had expected, Weston looked at him with

him further, “If you‘re afraid of injections, just

remained silent and shut his eyes, not willing to stoop

she saw how the doctor started looking for the vein at the back of

strong, good–looking hands. His knuckles were well–defined on his long fingers, and the veins under his skin were faintly visible. It was probably a pair of arms that were very easy to inject. The needle pierced through, and blood began flowing through the tubes. Stella looked, finding him completely unaffected, and found it boring. “So calm even during an injection. You‘re no fun at all...”

to cover my eyes

donate blood to Guinevere and

of her lips twitched, but she said nothing.

what the reason behind her sudden change in mood was, but he held her

injection, the family doctor began to prescribe some

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