Chapter 1837

The figure on the couch remained unresponsive. Stella decided to undo the remaining buttons without hesitation.

Keegan's chest was red; it seemed he was genuinely under the influence of alcohol.

"Keegan?" Stella called his name again, "Do you remember what I told you the day you picked me up?"

As she spoke, the knife had slid down to his belt. Keegan's body stiffened momentarily.

The chilly blade gently tapped his lower abdomen while Stella wiped the thin sweat from his forehead.

She exhaled and said, "With your excellent memory, you shouldn't have forgotten, right?"

Keegan tensed all over, and a particular phrase crossed his mind, "Regardless of whether you can recover your memory in the future if you have any involvement with Jaylene, I'll make sure you can never have children."

Feeling the blade sliding downward, he tensed even more.

"Are you really drunk?" Stella frowned, reaching out to touch his face. "How much did you drink?"

She set the knife aside and sat next to Keeg