"Yes, it's all the way inside," Skye replied. Stella left the room and walked towards the kitchen. There was someone preparing breakfast inside. She grabbed a pot and added a lot of water inside. She then took a few fresh tomatoes and onions from the pantry. "We have prepared your breakfast," Skye informed. "But you didn't prepare my husband's," Stella said firmly. "Mr. Milton has the IV drip. It has sufficient nutrients for him," Skye explained. "His brain is damaged, but his other organs still work. If he doesn't eat proper food, then the other parts of his body will deteriorate," Stella said as she chopped up the onions and poured them into the pot. "Let me remind you that if he eats, he will defecate," Skye warned. "I know, and that's up to me. He's my husband, and I'll take care of him. Plus, I was also a doctor before. Don't worry," Stella said firmly. Instead of arguing with her, Skye sneaked out and reported this to Be
"You..." Jasper uttered a single word. "Ah..." Jasper frowned and was very anxious, "him... then." Stella didn't understand what he was saying. She looked at his eyes and saw the panic and pain in them. She explained, "Those who have been in a coma for a long time might suffer from speech difficulties. Some don't even remember their family. It'll be as though they have amnesia. Don't worry, we'll take things slowly." After hearing Stella's words, Jasper relaxed and stared at her fondly. Skye flashed a look at the doctors, hinting to give Stella and Jasper some privacy. He picked up the baby from her arms and said," I'll let you two talk for a while." Then, all of them left the room. Stella got up and placed a pillow behind Jasper. She remembered that when they first met, a clothes rack had crashed on him when he tried to save her. Back then, she had placed a pillow behind him just like this. "Don't worry, you've been in a coma for a year
Jasper looked at Stella in surprise. "Da-gu-ba.." He still couldn't speak properly. Stella could more or less tell what he wanted to say, so she replied, "Yes, your father predicted that something would happen. When your mother gave birth to the both of you, he had someone bring your brother away. Now that Christian and Quinn are dead, he..." Stella looked towards Bellamy. "I'm the President now, I've fulfilled our father's wish. You may wish to relinquish this burden and spend the rest of your life with your wife, Jasper," Bellamy took over the explaining. Jasper looked deeply into Bellamy's eyes. Even with Jasper and Bellamy standing side by side, Stella could still tell the two apart with just one glance. Jasper's eyes sunk even further. His body gave off a cold, distant aura. Bellamy was more unpredictable. He was more free-spirited and he smiled a lot. Nobody could figure out what his next move would be. "Has it been a year since yo
Sensing the awkwardness in the air, Bellamy quickly explained himself, "I thought that you were going to die. You went into shock many times. I was worried that she would take her own life, that's why I pretended to be you for a while. But don't worry, I didn't do anything inappropriate with her." Jasper still looked indifferent. Bellamy chuckled and patted Jasper on the shoulder, "Kid, why are you being so cool?" Jasper remained silent. "Da-da, da-da," the baby called out all of a sudden. Jasper turned to look at his son. The little baby was teething, so he was biting on the bottom of the bottle. When he saw Jasper looking at him, he quickly waved his hands up and down and cooed loudly, "Da-da, da-da, da-da." "You're so adorable, can I carry you?" Bellamy teased the baby. He picked the baby up without asking Jasper for permission. The baby quieted down after he was picked up. He peered at Bellamy with his large eyes, then looked at Jas
Stella was also very happy. He sat back in the wheelchair and Stella pushed him back to the ward. The door creaked loudly when she pushed the door open. This caused Sandro to flip over in the bed and start wailing. Worried, Stella patted Sandro back to sleep. When she turned back to help Jasper in, she saw that he had already gotten into bed on his own. Jasper was always like that. He preferred to carry all the responsibility on his own shoulders instead of sharing it with someone else. Stella climbed into bed with him. His bed was only 1.5 by 2 meters wide. Curling up in his arms, her heart was full. It was the first day since he woke up, but it felt as though he had never left. Now that she felt more at peace and also tired from the fatigue of the entire day, Stella fell asleep soon after she closed her eyes. However, not long after she fell asleep, she heard Sandro crying, so she immediately woke up. Jasper's eyes fle
However, everything between them was in the past. She didn't want to go back to being in the eye of the storm. Only by living a new life could she be happy. "He was originally one of Sean's men, so what do you think? Plus, he could always leave and live a new life. Just let him go. There'll be more talented people popping up. Someone with that high of a position has to be good in managing people, not polishing their own capabilities." The more Bellamy listened to her, the more he felt that Stella was the best candidate to help him. But... He had sacrificed his own marriage to attain this position. There were a lot of things that he wouldn't be able to own in this lifetime. Something crossed his mind when he saw Stella's child today. At least he could enjoy their happiness in his dreams. Jasper was like his doppelgänger. He had enough weight to carry on his shoulders, so why would he allow his doppelgänger to go through even more?
He got up from the wheelchair by himself. Stella turned around to grab a small knife and tried to pull the pumpkin off its skin. Jasper looked at her back with a thoughtful gaze. Stella handed him the knife and the peeled pumpkin and said, "Thank you for your help." The doctors looked at each other and ate quickly, intending to give Stella and Jasper some privacy. "Stella, leave Sandro to us," the last doctor who left the kitchen said before stepping out. "Thank you," Stella said with a smile. All of a sudden, she felt that her life wasn't bad at all. It was easy and fulfilling to her, and every day felt like a sunny day. She put the salmon fillet into the microwave oven to defrost, then simmered some tomato sauce for herself. All of a sudden, she remembered that Jasper couldn't speak, so if she didn't, the whole kitchen would be very quiet. Worried that Jasper would overthink, she purposely told him a joke. "I was watching t
"Let them stay. You could just give them something to do, like, researching the brain. Plus, it doesn't just have to be on my brain," Jasper proposed. Stella was enlightened. "Why didn't I think of that? That benefits everyone. I'm sure that Bellamy will agree to it, I should tell him now in case I forget about it later. After giving birth to Sandro, my memory isn't as good as before." "Mm," Jasper replied. As he said this, it was as if there was a dark cloud hovering above his eyes. However, Stella did not seem to notice it... She dialed Bellamy's number. He picked up just after three rings. Speaking in a gentle tone, he said, "Stella, what's wrong?" "Here's the thing. Since Jasper has woken up, what are the doctors suppose to do now?" Stella asked. "I have a lot on my plate these days, I didn't have the time to think if I should let them go. What do you think?" Bellamy said as he flipped through his files. "Well, you were the one who brought thes