Jasper glanced at Stella, cooked some steak, and served it to her. After the meal... Jasper rested whilst Stella accompanied him. When they got onto the bed, he placed his arms around her waist and soon fell asleep. Stella was recalling the number of patients whom she had seen so far. She had treated almost all of them, and there was only a heartbroken girl whom she would be meeting the next day. She got up and stretched her waist. Jasper opened his eyes and asked in a deep voice, "Where are you going?" "I'm not going anywhere. I'll be at home. You should sleep for a while longer," Stella replied. Jasper sat up and said, "Then I won't sleep anymore. It's going to be dark soon. I'll sleep again at night." "I'm not going anywhere. Please go to sleep. I'll wake you up if I am going out," Stella said, looking at him with hopeful eyes. It was only then that Jasper nodded his head. Stella called Archer after stepping out of th
Stella smiled and replied, "I know. I will sleep well and wait for you to come back." "Alright." After that, Stella went to the kitchen to prepare dinner while Jasper had a meeting in the study room. It was originally calm as there was no one around. However, all of a sudden, eight other people and Elvis turned up and went to the study room. She would have to prepare more food for everyone else. She went to get more pork chops. She also prepared some salad, garlic bread, and seafood chowder. She was worried that there was not enough for everyone. Therefore, she also prepared some mashed potatoes and spaghetti. It was half-past seven when she was finally done with dinner preparation, but Jasper was still in the meeting. She went upstairs and knocked at the door. "Come in, please," Jasper answered in a deep voice. Stella paused for a moment. His voice seemed to touch her heart. She could feel her heart beating faster. The scene
Stella woke up and realized that Jasper was not sleeping by her side. Her heart tightened as she shouted, "Jasper." "I'm here," Jasper replied as he opened the door and looked at her. Seeing that he was around, she smiled lightly and asked, "Did you only sleep for a while?" "Not really," Jasper looked at his watch and replied, "It's almost four now. I just woke up a little earlier than you." "Ah? It's four now. I have slept for that long," Stella said and got up with an embarrassed smile. She went to the washroom and brushed her teeth. After combing her hair, she went downstairs and saw Jasper bringing her some soup. "Let's eat something first. We'll go out to eat later. There's a new movie. Let's go and watch it together after we have eaten," Jasper said. Stella took the bowl of soup from him and started sipping. The chicken bits were tender and tasty, "Have you cooked it for long?" "I use the pressure cooker, so it didn't really t
Time passed quickly when one was having fun, especially with their loved ones. In a blink of an eye, it was the following Monday. Stella and Jasper went to the airport to pick up Micheal and his wife. Their flight arrived in Seattle on time. Micheal had two pieces of luggage with him, a big backpack and a big luggage bag, while his wife pushed the stroller with the child. Stella waved at them. Micheal raised a smile, but he was stunned when he saw Jasper standing next to Stella. It had been a few years since he and Jasper had last seen each other. Jasper had left a deep impression on him back then even though he had only caught a glimpse of him. Jasper was still breathtakingly handsome. Furthermore, time had been very kind to the man. It seemed that his appearance had not changed at all. His face had not aged. Stepping forward, he greeted Jasper first, "Nice to meet you." Jasper responded coldly. "Micheal, let's get something
"When are you planning to have the wedding dinner?" Micheal asked. Stella looked at Jasper in surprise and asked, "Had we not have the wedding dinner yet?" Jasper took her hand and held it tightly before saying, "I had an accident before the wedding dinner. So, we only got the marriage certificate and didn't manage to have the wedding dinner. I am planning to hold a lavish one when we go back this time." Stella looked at him suspiciously. "What's wrong?" Jasper asked in a perplexed manner. "Our child has grown up, but we haven't had a wedding dinner yet?" "Previously, I didn't know that we had a child. Our child was taken away by someone and was fostered," Jasper explained. Stella remembered that he had once told her that their eldest son stayed with his foster parents. At that time, she still wondered why their eldest son would follow his foster parents. It turned out that he was taken away by someone. Fortunately, he had been found.
Stella's heart melted as she looked at him. She picked up Sandro because she was always fond of kids. Sandro tilted his head and looked at Stella with his huge round eyes. He resembled her and Jasper very much and he was very good-looking. "Sandro, call Mommy," Jasper said. "Mommy, pretty, Mommy, pretty," Sandro said while pinching Stella's face. Stella was happy and she nibbled on Sandro's hand. Sandro was not afraid at all. A lovely smile appeared on his face when he saw Stella kissing his hand. "Let's go inside. It's a little cold outside," Suzi said softly. "You must have had a hard time, Mom, Thank you," Stella said politely. Suzi held Stella tightly with tears in her eyes and said, "I didn't have a hard time. It's good that you are back now." Suzi's eyes were red as she turned around and wiped her tears. Stella followed them into the living room. There was another child. He was staring at her coldly with arrogant a
"Is there any humanity left in you? How could you be so heartless? He's just a child. You just said that it's enough for him to have Jasper. But will Jasper come back if you are gone? He needs his father since he doesn't have a mother. Oh right, you were able to abandon Sandro and leave at that time. You could treat your own child this way, let alone someone else's child," Suzi said impatiently. Stella stared at Suzi, who was angry and resentful of her. It was perhaps human nature. Most people would see things from their own perspectives. She didn't blame them because self-preservation was the law of nature. However, she had to look at things from her perspective. Suzi expressed dissatisfaction with her even though she had just arrived. Obviously, she cared and was feeling sorry for Ralph. In the future, Suzi would feel even more dissatisfied with her at Ralph's slightest provocation. If it were to happen over an extended period, it would only hurt t
Jasper could tell that she was still dissatisfied with Stella. His gaze grew deeper. "She must have been devastated when I left without saying goodbye and chose to die back then. After all, she had worked so hard for so long. That's why she chose to forget the past. My past self lived for the country, but now, I want to live for her. She has sacrificed too much for me," Jasper said. His tone softened when he talked about Stella. Suzi seemed touched. "We owe her a lot. Don't worry about Ralph. I'll raise him and set him right. I'll teach him how to be a decent man." "Stella considered your feelings when she left back then. She was worried that you would be too sad, so she asked someone to send Ralph to your side. She wanted you to be happy. If she makes you uncomfortable now, I hope that you could understand her circumstances then," Jasper said in a deep voice. Suzi's eyes turned red, "I just wonder how a person could be so rational to the point that she co
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
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
Waverly frowned and looked at Breddy's left hand. She saw as he put the coin in his left hand, "What if I want you to jump off the top floor?" "Then I'll jump right down." Breddy said affirmatively. He raised his smile and looked incredibly confident. His character was like the calm deep blue sea, vast and far-reaching, which made her feel at ease. Waverly's eyes once again fell on his left hand. "Believe in what you've seen. Things aren't as complicated as they seem. It's just that simple," Breddy reminded her. Waverly pointed at his left hand. As expected, the coin was in the palm of his hand when he opened it. "You won. What do you want me to do?" asked Breddy. Waverly looked coldly at the man in front of her. She would even save a stranger whom she didn't know, so how could she ask Breddy, who was treating her, to seek death? She had no idea why, but judging by his self-confidence, he seemed like he was playing house with
Waverly hesitated. "Just talk to the psychiatrist. Perhaps he would give you new ideas and inspirations. Didn't we agree that will be better for our future?" Boris encouraged her. "We are leaving tomorrow. We might not have time. Thank you for your kindness," Waverly said. "I have made an appointment at ten o'clock in the evening in the hotel. He will come to the hotel," Boris said. "Y-you have arranged an appointment for me today?" Waverly had an unspeakable strange feeling in her heart. Even after knowing the death of his girlfriend, Boris could still call a psychiatrist for her. Did he do so out of friendship, generosity or because he pitied her? "My girlfriend said that she wanted me to do my best to help others on her behalf," Boris said with a smile. "The heavens must have summoned her back to be an angel," Waverly comforted Boris. "I think so too." It was night. Waverly ate a little, took a shower, stayed in the r
Cadwell looked at the files in his hand. They were very thick. He flipped through them briefly. There were twelve pages in it. The files talked about a lot about the nation's history, analyzing the cause, the process, and the result of those incidents. It also explained a few things regarding Queen Danina and Prince Caesar. It analyzed their personalities and gave a prediction on what the future would be like. The analysis was flawless. Every word was written in perfect unison. He could prepare himself in times of danger, so he could exert the right amount of pressure when needed. Furthermore, she had given him two plans, one of which was to work with her and expand his diplomatic power in M Country. She represented the Mccarthy family and also the highest level of weapons. Of course, if he did not feel that such a cooperation was necessary, they would still maintain a good relationship. After all, there was no hatred between him and the Mccarthy family. He woul
"I was wrong. I've realized deeply that I was in the wrong. I should bad-mouth you rather than Madam. Mr. Mccarthy, I should offend you rather than offend Madam," Yadriel lowered his head and said in a low tone. Joseph stood up and walked up to him, "You feel wronged?" "I feel wronged on your behalf." Yadriel's eyes were red as he said, "Mr. Mccarthy, I know very well that even though you've treated her so well, she has never treated you fairly. As soon as Bellamy went to find her, she threw everything away. She didn't even want the title of Peace Lady and was willing to follow Bellamy again. Does she know how much effort, energy and time you've spent in order to earn the title of Peace Lady for her?" "She likes Bellamy, so naturally she doesn't need to think about what's fair or not with him," Joseph said clearly. "If so, why are you treating her so well?" Yadriel didn't understand Joseph's actions. "You're my best friend," Joseph said with sadness in his
Waverly sat down on the sofa, "How's your relationship with Madam Lenny?" "Oh, Madam Lenny has an excellent relationship with Queen Danina. In the past, I even had a meal with Queen Danina with her help," Thomas said. "Do you know why the relationship between her and Queen Danina is so good?" Waverly asked. "I can only say that Madam Lenny has brilliant judgement. In addition to that, she's quite capable. When Queen Danina wasn't a queen yet, they were already close friends." "Perhaps Madam Lenny invested quite a bit of effort in making Queen Danina the queen. Thus, their friendship is incredibly firm and unshakable. At the moment, Prince Caesar is one of the most popular heirs to the throne. Once he becomes king, perhaps Madam Lenny's status will become even more unwavering." "Besides that, according to what I know, Madam Lenny has a strong relationship with many other countries. If those strong countries join forces, then there's no way to break through
"When my friend sent me the video, I asked him to delete it immediately. I came here with a lot of sincerity. Since you've said so, I suppose we don't have to talk about the agreement anymore. I will leave Mexiland in a moment. I'd better not interfere with your business, lest I offend both parties," Waverly said coldly. "Who is your friend? If you don't tell me, I can only treat you as one of them. If you want to leave Mexiland, it won't be that easy," Thomas warned. "Joseph. It was Joseph who gave me the video," Waverly said and hung up. The phone rang with another call from Thomas. Waverly answered and her tone was impatient as she said, "Is there anything else?" "Why did Joseph do that? I don't have anything against him," Thomas didn't understand. "What he wants must be done. If you don't understand him, you can ask your friends about him. I have already told him not to do this, but you insisted on beating around the bush. According to my underst
Agnes smiled, "Okay." "Go rest," Waverly said and slowly closed the door. She stood by the window and looked at the traffic downstairs. Truth be told, she was quite far away and the road was so dark that she couldn't see much with her naked eyes. At most, she could feel the cars rushing by with their bright lights switched on. She wondered where the people in the cars were rushing to. Were they going home or going out to have fun? Did they have desires in their hearts or were they lost in pretense and living like a walking corpse, interacting with people every day? At the moment, she had no other choice but to march forward bravely. She didn't want to go back. She picked up her phone and blocked Bellamy's phone number with a cold and emotionless gaze. It was as if a huge weight had been lifted from her heart and she felt much more relaxed. She threw her phone on the bed and went to the bathroom to take a bath. After bathing, she laid on t