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
Stella put the clothes on his lap and unbuttoned his shirt. In just a few seconds, she had unbuttoned his shirt. Months of caring for him had trained her dexterity. All of a sudden, Jasper clasped her hand. He took off his own shirt, leaving only his undershirt on. "Let me help you with your pants. We're married anyway, right?" Stella squatted in front of him as she said this. Jasper made a gesture, indicating that he'd do it himself. She genuinely wanted to help him, but Jasper was very stubborn. She knew that he didn't want to trouble her, so all she could do was respect his decision. Taking the clothes off his lap, she told him, "Then I'll go to the bathroom and wait for you." Turning on the tap, she adjusted the water temperature and took off her clothes. She stood under the shower and let the water run down her body. After she was done cleaning herself, she started rinsing her hair. Jasper still hadn't come in after she
"Will it be harmful to his body? After all, he just woke up," Stella asked in a low voice. "Prepare a glass of milk. Not only would it boost his immune system, but it would also help with sleep, then there shouldn't be any problems. There's some milk in the fridge that just got delivered today. One of us is going shopping tomorrow. We could get some adult milk powder for you." "Okay. Thank you, Skye," Stella said. Skye smiled. "Stella, do you need any condoms? We have some in the pharmacy." Feeling slightly awkward, Stella cleared her throat and nodded. "Please come with me," Stella then followed behind Skye shyly to the pharmacy. After handing her the condoms, he handed two boxes of chewable tablets to Stella. "These are supplements, they provide calcium and vitamins." "Mm," Stella took it from him. "Don't tell anyone else." "Ha, ha, sure." Skye was more than happy to help her keep the secret. Stella turned around and left. Jasper
"Okay, we'll look for him too. By the way, Stella, you haven't had breakfast yet, right? We've made some congee, I think that Mr. Milton should be able to eat it too," Skye said with a smile. "It is a little late for me to be making breakfast now. Thank you." "It's my duty," Skye said. Stella went to the kitchen to make two poached eggs, then scooped two bowls of congee. She had made some grilled salmon for Jasper the night before, and he had taken it well. Hence, she thought she could cook some eel for him for lunch. She called Skye again and requested, "Hey, could you ask the person who went grocery shopping to get some eel, quail, and beef or something?" "Yes, those were also on the list." Stella was really grateful to these doctors. They were really one step ahead of her. "Thank you," Stella said gratefully. After hanging up the phone, she went back to her room with their breakfast. When she walked in, Jasper was taking a shower
"Stella, I have a question. Is your little finger naturally like that?" a female doctor asked. Stella glanced at her broken pinkie and then at Jasper's. Her eyes filled with tears as she replied, "I was abducted back then and my little finger was severed. He cut off his own so that I would not feel left out." "That's so romantic," The female doctor responded enviously. Stella forced a smile. The incident may seem romantic to others, however, it was nothing but sorrow and agony for them. "Let's not talk about this anymore. Jasper wishes to undergo rehabilitation four hours a day. What suggestions and arrangements do you recommend?" "Hmm," Skye pondered for a moment prior to answering, "Let's go for three and a half hours. We will arrange for an hour and a half of rehabilitation in the morning, allowing him to stretch and loosen his muscles, then another two hours at night to promote sleep. Would that be alright?" Stella looked at Jasper. Jasper
"Bring Anthea along. She's pretty good at looking after kids, and she's familiar with Sandro. If anything happens to Jasper, she'll be able to deal with it at once." "That's a great idea. It will put me at ease too," Stella agreed happily. "You don't have to worry about the others. I'll let them carry on their research at the base. There's just one more thing. Mom is inquiring about your whereabouts persistently. She asked me why I chose to marry someone else. I didn't dare to tell her the truth previously. I only told her that you went to study abroad. Will you come back to visit Mom with Jasper this time?" Bellamy asked. Stella looked at Jasper and asked, "Are we going back to visit Mom this time?" Jasper nodded, "Yes, we must." "Yes," Stella answered. "We'll go back to see Mom this time. How about tonight? We are leaving soon and we will be there by noon. I'll go fishing by the lake and we will get to have fish soup for dinner. The fish this year should
Stella disregarded him. She walked past him to play with Sandro. "Say a word and I will willingly return to be your follower," Elvis said to Jasper while giving him a salute. "Aren't you proud of being a sergeant currently? The President trusts you very much. Being a follower? Who are you kidding?" Lynette retorted in an enigmatic tone. Stella looked at Elvis and said, "Just continue to work under the President. Don't repeat your mistakes and betray your leader twice. The President is your Chief's brother. Being loyal to him is the same as being loyal to the Chief." "I..." Elvis wanted to explain but he hesitated. He scratched his head and said, "I'm feeling quite ashamed. Knowing that the Chief is alive, I wish to follow him." "Sweet words. However, the Chief dares not accept you as a follower anymore," Lynette replied sardonically. "There's no difference even if you follow him," Jasper responded simply. Elvis lowered his eyes. He felt very g