Chapter 11

put out the cigarette and stood up. “There’s no need to give the two of us trouble over something that hasn’t taken form yet, don’t you agree?” Stella’s lips turned pale as her nails dug into her palms. She didn’t speak, and Weston didn’t have the patience to wait. He simply grabbed his suit jacket and said, “Rest well. I’ll make arrangements for everything else.” Having said that, he left the ward. The door closed, and Stella closed her eyes. Even the buzzing noise ringing in her ears couldn’t compare to what Weston had just said to her. To have called their child a ‘thing’ with such a cold tone. One part of her heart gradually died away and the expectation that shouldn’t have existed was sucked out too, leaving nothing but cold emptiness. *** Stella was only allowed to see Roger the next day. Weston never came back to see her after he left, but he assigned someone to watch over her. Inside the ward, Roger was resting with his eyes closed. His complexion was far worse compared to several days ago, and there were a few obvious bruises on his face. Stella’s

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