"Why am I here?" Stella asked in surprise. She remembered asking Lieutenant Shine to send her to Suntec International Inc. Also, wasn't he supposed to be with Bettany Hadley? Jasper saw the doubt in her eyes and patiently explained, "I asked Lieutenant Shine to send you here. You still have a fever and you fainted in the car. I have asked a doctor to change the gauze on your wound. It hasn't healed yet. You are a doctor, why don't you take better care of yourself?" The more he talked, the more distressed he grew. Stella was too strong, and always wanted to shoulder her burdens alone. Even if she couldn't do it, she wouldn't say a word. Stella understood how she came to be at Skies Apartment, but there was one thing she still didn't understand. "Shouldn't you be at the military base? Where are Bettany and your parents?" Her question was so cold that Jasper's eyes sunk. Jasper turned off the alarm clock on her cell phone and put it on the table next t
"Okay," Jasper Milton agreed. It was just a simple word, but Stella Grace felt like a raging wave had swept her away. It signified his trust after a long journey. Finally, she felt a little warm in her heart. Her cold expression melted. She lowered her eyes and leaned against the bed slowly. "Are you going to lie down?" Jasper asked and immediately helped to take the pillow away. Stella held his hand. She softened her voice and asked, "Did you have dinner? I'll cook for you." "You're the patient here. It's not appropriate for me to ask you to cook. Let's go out for dinner tonight. Do you have anything you want to eat?" Jasper asked, somewhat distressed. Stella pondered for a moment. "When I was studying in the States, I loved Aglio olio pasta, roasted lamb, and pumpkin bisque. I remembered that there was a very famous place near my school. Shall we go there together?" Stella invited. Jasper smiled and said, "Well, I really like the
Stella Grace went to the place near the university. The restaurant was in an alley where cars couldn't enter. They walked past the university. At the gate of Stella's alma mater, many students came and left. She had graduated almost seven years ago. When she visited her alma mater again, she felt an inexplicable sense of nostalgia. "Do you know what I wanted most when I was in college?" Stella asked Jasper Milton. "To graduate?" he guessed. Stella smiled and closed her eyes. "Yes, you're right. It was to leave this school." "Why?" Jasper was puzzled. "You must have had good grades." "Actually, I think it's easy for university life to change a person's outlook on life and values. The gap in wealth, different personalities, heartbreaks, struggles, different lifestyles, friends. All these would change a person. After leaving college, most of my perspectives changed again due to the huge decisions that I had made in my life.
Jasper Milton did not quite understand what Stella Grace meant. Was she avoiding his question, or was she indicating something to him. He frowned slightly and leaned forward to kiss her on the lips. Stella edged away. "That's not what I meant." "Then what do you mean?" Jasper asked. "Do you know why it's easier for university students to act as if they don't care about others?" Stella asked. "Do you know why it's so easy for college students to be so intimate openly?" She was indeed avoiding his question. Jasper's eyes turned cold. "Why?" It was just a simple word, harsh and vaguely unhappy. Stella ignored it and explained in a professional way. "First of all, it's because of the environment. This kind of behavior is normal on campus. No one would think it's embarrassing or out of the ordinary. Secondly, at their age, they are at their most impulsive. Their hormones rise easily, and they are controlled by those primitive impul
Jasper Milton frowned slightly. He put his arms around Stella's waist and pulled her close. "Can't we pretend that we're parents?" They were clearly a married couple, weren't they? If he wanted her, it was only natural. Stella Grace chuckled. "How can a student's parents be so young!" "How about a student's brother and sister-in-law, how's that?" "The address on my ID card is not far from here. It's less than an hour's journey. They probably thought something was strange since I chose to stay here instead of going back to my place." Jasper turned around and pressed Stella against the wall. "Then we should do something about it." Stella refused politely. "My wound hasn't recovered yet." "I know a way that won't hurt you," Jasper said in a low, hoarse voice. Stella blushed up to her ears. He didn't wait for her to think it through. He picked her up, entered the room, and went straight to the bathroom. "The wound has scabb
Stella followed Jasper out. When she was checking out, she saw the strange look in the receptionist's eyes. Stella's face turned red as she hurried out of the room. There were napkins scattered around the room. She hadn't finished tidying up yet, she felt like she had been caught red-handed. That was normal for a married couple, wasn't it? Jasper came out of the room and said, "We are married." The receptionist: "..." When they came out, Jasper Milton opened the car door for her. Stella Grace entered the car and sat down. Jasper walked over and got into the driver's seat. She had already put her seat belt on. He drove off. "Can you describe Bettany in detail? I want to know how to treat her," Stella asked Jasper. Jasper made his answer simple. "Bettany was an orphan and she joined the army when she was very young. She worked very hard and performed very well. We were assigned several missions together, and we alway
Stella Grace was already touched that he would bring her here, and even defended her from his mother. She remembered everything he said. "She's not making things difficult for me, you are." "I don't love Bettany. I would rather be ungrateful than to let Stella down." "I won't divorce her." She remembered how, a long time ago, she had asked Jasper Milton whether he loved her or not. His answer was, "Actions speak louder than words." He had done it, it wasn't just empty promises. "I've misunderstood you before, I'm sorry," Stella apologized. "What did you misunderstand?" Jasper asked. "I saw you enter the hotel with Bettany in your arms. I stayed in the room opposite yours and watched you order some takeouts for her. It was very late when you finally left. I was in a bad mood." Stella lowered her head. When she thought of this, her heart still ached. "I carried her into the hotel because she fainted. I ordered supper for h
Stella and Jasper went to have breakfast together. She bought some french toasts and a bottle of orange juice. After thinking for a while, she added a few pieces of pancakes and a small bowl of mushroom soup into her order. "Why are you buying so much?" Jasper asked puzzledly. "Your mother may still be there. We can't buy it for Bettany and not for your mother," Stella Grace said softly. Jasper Milton looked at her tenderly. "You really are a gentle, considerate and generous person. Sadly, my mother is just prejudiced against you. Otherwise, you two would have gotten along quite well," he sighed. "It's the will of the heavens. It doesn't matter. I'll do what I must. It's her business whether she accepts it or not. Let's go, or the breakfast will be cold." Stella walked out of the door first. Jasper drove. Along the way, she was nervous. She followed him to the door of the ward. Jasper knocked on the door and pushed it open.