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Chapter 586
Weston sat by her bedside and looked at her.
He simply stared at her till Joan knocked on the door.” Sir, the doctor is here.”
Weston signaled her to ask the doctor to wait outside.
Stella fell asleep very quickly, but perhaps she had felt warm that she instinctively stuck her foot out of the
sheets.
Weston stood up, looked down at her, and lifted his hand to touch her fair feet.
Stella immediately sank back into the covers.
A while later, she turned around such that her back faced him.
The corners of Weston‘s mouth curved upward in a silent smile.
His deep eyes twinkled in the dark.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtStella was left all alone in the bedroom.
She opened her eyes and stared blankly at the ceiling above her.
She had to exercise so much self–control to suppress that disdain inside her when she was interacting with Weston.
It seemed Weston believed her act.
She sat up, fished out the medicine that Zeta gave her from her bag, and popped two into her mouth.
Whether Weston would eventually do anything to her, she could not tolerate the torture any further.
It turned out that being touched by someone hated to the core could be so revolting.
Stella was still running a fever, and her body was still fighting the virus inside of her. This meant that the medicine
took more time to take effect.
She fell asleep after that, and amidst her grogginess, could sense that Weston brought someone into her room.
She recognized one of their voices as that of the family doctor who diagnosed her with mental issues. One of them
sat next to her bedside and listened to her heartbeat.
Another person stood a distance away and spoke to
Weston.
She did not open her eyes but could hear what they were talking about.
“How has Ms. Steele been recently?”
That was the psychiatrist who had claimed that she had emotional issues.
Weston said, “She appears normal , just that she would talk in her dreams.”
“What does she say, specifically?”
Stella clenched her fists as Weston‘s answer confirmed her suspicions. She apparently tended to say things she hid
deep in her heart when she was dreaming.
Therefore, he always knew that she cared very much for the child she lost and could never accept him again.
He knew everything.
“When a person is under extreme stress and unable to find an outlet to vent, she might release the pressure in her
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmdreams. To reduce such symptoms, Ms. Steele would first and foremost have to lower her guard. But from what I
can see of her condition now, that appears to be very difficult for her...”
The psychiatrist said with a heavy heart, “What’s more, for severe mental illnesses where a patient suppresses
herself to an extreme degree, it might result in pathological changes. When that happens, counseling alone would
be insufficient for treatment, and various medications might be required...Oh yes! Has Ms. Steele‘s health been in
good condition recently?
Weston lifted his hand and rubbed in between his brows.” Her immune system is very weak.”
“This can’t go on,” the psychiatrist said. “Her health will be affected, sooner or later.”
“I got it.”
The doctor seated next to Stella took her heart rate. A moment later, he put down the apparatus with a solemn
look on her face.
Weston walked to Stella. “How is she?”
“Her cold is much better, and her fever has subsided. It shouldn‘t be a problem. But...”
The doctor hesitantly said, “Is Ms. Steele under some kind of medication?”
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