Boris asked, "What's the solution?" Breddy answered, "We'll have to make her take the initiative to face it." Boris sighed, "That's easier said than done." Shaking his head, Breddy replied, "It's not too hard. You said it yourself that she's a kind person. She would even help a complete stranger, so what makes you think she won't save a person that's extremely important to her?" Boris was stunned. Breddy continued, "If this person was heavily injured for her, she would realize that there's someone in this world who still loves her, and she'll naturally want to stay in this world for a little longer. By then, she'll be willing to open up her heart." Boris took a pause, and said, "But who is this person?" To the Waverly Martell of the past, Bellamy was everything to her. However, at present, he was nothing. She cared about everyone, but she refused to let others care about her. It seemed as if she had already merged into the world, but th
The bullet pierced through his chest, and blood dyed Joseph's silver coat red immediately. "Joseph!" Waverly's eyes were bloodshot, and her roaring voice was choked. He looked at her, and wanted to smile, but he didn't have the energy to do so. He fell a few steps back, and leaned against the window. The sea breeze tousled his hair into a mess. "Let go of me!" Waverly struggled, but they were too strong and she couldn't escape. "Push him down, and make sure he dies," said the person who was holding Waverly captive. "No!" Waverly yelled, but her efforts were futile. They walked up to Joseph and pushed him down the window ruthlessly. She screamed, "Joseph Mccarthy!" The person who was grabbing Waverly released her all of a sudden, and she rushed to the window as fast as lightning. Then, she jumped into the sea without hesitation. Joseph had been shot, and his blood diffused into the sea rapidly. Waverly dived into the red pool of blo
"Your husband and I are in room No. 1108, doing what we both like to do. Stella, why don't you divorce? Are you so mean? You can't keep his body or his heart." Stella stood at the door of room No. 1108, indifferently looking at the text message on her mobile phone. Her long eyelashes covered the darkness in her eyes, and there was no extra expression on her face. There was a sound of opening the door. Frederick suddenly came out with his gorgeous and enchanting assistant in his arms. When he saw Stella, he paused slightly and raised the corners of his mouth. "Again to catch her? Why don't you go in? It's hot outside. Aren't you tired of standing?" Stella looked at him indifferently and said, "I'm afraid that I'll disturb your Grace so that you won't raise my hand when you see me. However, are you well?" Frederick's eyes flashed with anger when he heard her curse. "Stella, you were the one who was dirty at that time. Why do you have to be so wei
"I'll go in with her." Three seconds later, Jasper Milton had changed his mind. He loosened his grip and took a step back. "No!" Everyone said in unison. Lieutenant Johnson tried to get a word in. "It is too dangerous for you to go in, Chief. If the Deputy Commander gets wind of this, we won't be able to explain ourselves!" "Don't talk nonsense. It is the same danger for anyone who goes in. Stay here and wait for my order." Jasper ordered decisively." "But, Chief…" Lieutenant Johnson wanted to continue, but was swiftly silenced by the cutting look on Jasper's face. Helplessly, he nodded mutely "Yes, sir." Grabbing Stella's elbow, perhaps with more strength than necessary, Jasper pulled her along towards Room 801. She lifted her hand to knock on the door, but it was quickly held by Jasper. The current was electrifying. Almost as a reflex, Stella yanked her hand back. She was not used t
Stella did not waste time, using a pair of scissors to cut open the pregnant woman's pants. The child's foot could already be seen. There was no time for a Caesarean. As time went by, the child would surely suffocate. "Hold on a little longer." Stella injected anesthetic into the woman and made an incision across her lower body. The anesthetic had not kicked in yet. Feeling the pain, the pregnant woman could not control her shouts, "I'm going to sue you, bitch! I will make sure you lose your license and never operate on another person again!" "Once the child is safely delivered, you can sue me then. I'll wait for you." Stella shrugged her shoulders. The child was delivered smoothly. Stella cut off the umbilical cord, and the child's loud cries reverberated throughout the room. Finally heaving a sigh of relief, Stella looked at the woman only to find that she had already fainted. Stella's heart quickened and quickly
The criminal was startled by Stella's actions and stood still. He was stunned for a moment. Stella put on a sarcastic smile with a desolate look in her eyes. "Come on, if I'm dead. You will all die with me." She was obviously very indifferent to death. Her eyes were as cold as a wintry December. Jasper's eyes deepened and stared straight at Stella. "Boss, I want to kill her!" The yellow-haired criminal clenched his fists and said. The older criminal stood up. Stella also stood up and walked towards the yellow-haired man. The atmosphere was extremely tense, like a thin string on the verge of breaking. The older criminal was shocked by her courage and pointed his gun at her. "Don't come any closer." Stella sneered. She caught a glimpse of Jasper outside the door from the corner of her eye and paused. "May I use the bathroom?" Stella said cleverly. "Just do it here," the older man said cautiously.
In a villa located halfway up the Nano District mountain, a dimly lit room was filled with the aroma of fresh apples. A pink bed in the room was covered with wrinkled sheets. Federick sat among the sheets, half-squinting his eyes. His thick black lashes blocked his dark eyes, and a chilly glint flashed through his eyes. His rosy lips were parted slightly. Federick was an angel carved by the heavens. His delicate appearance and charming character were always adorned with a charming smile on his face. A woman bent across him, trying to seduce him with her tongue. She moaned softly, tempting him. "I want you." She pleaded. Federick bowed his head and smiled playfully. He pinched her lovely chin and lifted it up. "Do you want me?" "Yes." "I'm a little tired today. Let's do this another day." Federick said, with a hint of callousness. He stood up and walked to the bathroom. Tonight, he felt that this was meaningless.
"Based on her contributions yesterday, she has earned this promotion." Lieutenant Johnson echoed. "Also," Jasper's eyes became darker. "Recruit two medics into the special forces this year to ensure that we won't have to use our citizens in the future. It's our duty to fight these criminals." "Yes, sir." Lieutenant Johnson obeyed respectfully. "What is our schedule for today?" Jasper said, while putting on his military uniform carefully. Jasper looked extremely respectful in his uniform. Lieutenant Johnson looked up and reported, "Chief, there will be a meeting in the military area at 9 o'clock today. In the afternoon, we will be watching the internal parade ceremony. And in the evening, General Davis of the air force has made an appointment to meet you at the General's Token Club. He has asked you to invite your girlfriend as well." "Ask him to go to h*ll," Jasper said coldly. Lieutenant Johnson lowered his head. He wou