Stella Grace went back to Eli Wayne’s place to shower. She changed into a long white dress and a black windbreaker. She left her luggage there.
Being selfish for once.
If she put her luggage at Wilson Chuck’s place, he would definitely throw it away like garbage.
She didn’t want to leave the world without leaving some trace of her existence.
She went to Wilson’s place.
When Felicia Chuck saw her, she gave her a contemptuous look.
“Mom, the bitch is back,” Felicia yelled, making sure Stella could hear her.
Stella pushed past her without a word.
Felicia was furious and blocked her. “Stella, this is my house. Shouldn’t you greet me before you enter my house?”
Stella fixed a cold, calm glare on Felicia. “I don’t think you like to talk to me though.”
Felicia gnashed her teeth. “If you already know about that, then you should also know that there is no place for you in this house. Why are you still here?”
“Felicia, don’t forget the bad things you did to me. We will all be judged by God based on our deeds eventually,” Stella said softly as she walked pass Felicia.
Felicia did not follow her out of guilt.
She had arranged Stella’s kidnapping previously, and even orchestrated her car accident. If Stella continued to stay here, she would make sure Stella gets on Jasper Milton’s bed.
Was Stella aware of everything she had done to her?
She watched Stella’s retreating back. The more she thought about it, the more worried she became.
“Stella, don’t think that I’m afraid of you. You’re not important in my eyes,” Felicia said arrogantly.
Stella didn’t look back. She entered her room and locked the door.
She put on very delicate makeup. She applied foundation evenly on her face, then she applied blusher. Furthermore, she also drew her eyebrows and used eyeliner.
Stella wanted to look gorgeous.
She looked in the mirror and smiled, trying to remember her young and beautiful past self. She took a picture and uploaded it to social media. She hadn’t been using it for a long time.
She posted the photo with a caption that read, “See you soon.”
She took out the bed sheets and quilts from a cupboard.
She brought all of them. They were all very clean.
She laid them on the bed.
Wilson Chuck’s villa was very quiet.
Unfortunately, there was no sunshine today. It was a gloomy and cold winter.
She didn’t wear many clothes, but that didn’t matter. She would soon be a cold dead body.
She took off her black coat and put it on the table.
Next, she took out a sharp knife from her bag.
Without hesitation, she cut her wrist. The blood flowed from the cut and dripped to her white dress.
She threw the knife on the table.
She did not feel any pain when she cut her wrist with a sharp knife.
The warm blood was running through her fingers.
She lay in bed and quietly closed her eyes.
The doctor in the nursing home had said, “Don’t be so pessimistic.”
She was actually very optimistic.
She lost her heart and could never find it again.
For the sake of Jasper’s bright future, she could not even look for him.
He didn’t care about her. If she told him the truth, he would only hate her, or think she was annoying.
She had rarely been happy since she was born.
Now, she had no desires. She had done everything she could do. She also gave up on the ambitions she used to be passionate about.
“I hope there’s no life after death.”
She did not have to stay in this world which was full of grief.
More blood flowed from the cut.
She was getting dizzier and dizzier.
Jasper, you must be happy.
Eli, you must have a happy life.
Stella drifted off.
Time went by.
Frederick Addington’s eyelids kept twitching. He sensed something was wrong.
He suddenly remembered that Stella used to prepare a lot of delicious food in the New Year.
He would go and have a look occasionally. He only wanted to know what dishes she had made, he never ate at her place.
He liked to see her hesitate and he always felt like bullying her. He would say something that made her angry and stamp her feet, but he never saw her cry.
He wanted to make her cry.
This was a strange thought.
She was always tough when she was with him. That only made him want to make her cry.
One day, he finally fulfilled his wish, he made her cry, and she never came back to him again.
His heart felt like it was being strangled.
He made a phone call.
He dialed Stella’s cell phone number.
He couldn’t remember anyone’s phone number, including his own number, but he remembered Stella’s phone number.
He wanted to call her several times before, but he always held back.
He didn’t know what to say to her if she really did pick up.
When the phone was connected, he was very nervous and thought of multiple ways to start the conversation.
However, she didn’t answer the phone until it automatically hung up.
There was a knock on the door.
“Come in,” he said in a deep voice.
“Master Addington, you have a meeting this afternoon, and there are still ten minutes left,” the male assistant reminded him.
“Lend me your mobile phone,” Frederick said.
The confused assistant handed over his mobile phone to Frederick.
Frederick made a phone call, but Stella still didn’t answer the call.
He was worried. He erased the call record on the phone.
Did she not hear her phone ring?
He walked towards the meeting room. He received a call from Felicia Chuck.
He was extremely impatient.
Felicia called him very frequently every day as if she was spying on his actions.
With the evidence of Wilson’s misdeeds, he could destroy the whole Chuck Family in the blink of an eye.
He did not take any action yet because of Stella.
He was afraid that she would hate him, so he chose to allow Wilson to continue enjoying his life.
He answered, “What’s the matter?”
“Frederick, when will you come home? I miss you so much,” Felicia said in a soft tone.
He looked at the time on his phone, it was just 2 p. m. “I’m still at work.”
“Stella came home today. I don’t want to see her. Can I come over to your place?”
Frederick was stunned and his brows furrowed. “If she’s back then you should stay at home. Are you afraid of her?”
He entered the elevator.
The assistant pressed “16”.
However, Frederick pressed the button to the first floor.
“Why should I be afraid of her? I have never seen a person as arrogant as her before. To make it clear that this is my house,” Felicia said indignantly.
He smiled. “Good girl, I’ll come to you now.”
“Really? Frederick, you’re too good to me.”
Frederick hung up the phone and said to his assistant, “Change today’s meeting to a video conference. I’ll contact you when I’m free.”
The assistant nodded in confusion. “Okay.”
Frederick got in his car and sped home.