Stella Grace felt that Jasper Milton had changed. He didn’t seem to be as… blunt as before.
After all, they had both matured. Sometimes it would be better to laugh your way through an awkward situation.
There was a connection between them.
Stella was shy so she pretended not to understand him. “Didn’t you mention dinner? Let’s go.”
She quickly put on some clothes and walked out of the room. She didn’t notice that Jasper was smiling.
He seemed happy.
As Stella sat down at the dining table, Jasper’s phone rang.
He answered the call and his expression changed. “Got it. I’ll come over now.”
Stella noticed something was wrong. “What happened?”
“Something came up at the base. I need to go there now,” Jasper explained as he grabbed his coat from the hanger.
Stella looked at the dishes on the table and asked, “Are you still eating?”
“Nah, I have no time for that. You have my number. I’m only one call away,” Jasper said curtly as he turned and left.
Lieutenant Shine opened the door and Jasper strode out.
Stella followed him to the door.
Soldiers stood by the side of the door. Jasper got into the car with a serious look.
In the blink of an eye, they were gone.
She guessed something might have happened at the base.
He never told her anything about his work and
she did not have the right to ask.
Anyway, Jasper was a responsible person. He would even skip meals for his military affairs.
Stella turned around. She was left in the big villa, all alone.
She was too afraid of being lonely. She quickly took her medicine in case her emotions would act up. She then lay on the bed.
When she opened her eyes, it was already dawn.
She was still alive.
She got up, brushed her teeth, washed her face, and changed into bright-coloured clothes. She hailed a taxi and went to the hospital.
While she was in the taxi, she thought of getting a car so she could go anywhere at anytime.
When she arrived at the hospital, she went to the Obstetrics and Gynecology Department. She got her queue number and was waiting patiently at the waiting area.
A woman came out of the gynecologist’s office, looking very gloomy.
Although they hadn’t seen each other for more than three years, Stella immediately recognized Katty Davis.
If she remembered correctly, Katty should be working at the military base now. She was also a doctor. Why was she here? Was she sick?
Stella walked into the gynecologist’s office.
She knew the gynae, “Sister Yan”. They used to be colleagues.
Sister Yan was happy to see Stella. “Stella, what brings you here today?”
Stella bit the chit in her hand and said, “I’m here to get an IUD, and to see who’s on duty today. Haha.”
“Oh, okay, I’ll write you a prescription first so that you won’t have to wait too long. I heard that you became an inspector. How are you so capable? You resigned from a deputy head of department position and ventured into something completely unrelated to your field of expertise. You are the only one in this hospital whom I admire.” Sister Yan said with a smile. She wrote a prescription and handed it to Stella.
“I quit after half a year to study abroad. I’m a psychologist now, working at a research centre. I might have my own clinic soon,” Stella briefly explained as she took the prescription from Sister Yan.
“You’re so amazing.
Psychiatry is currently a popular career, mainly due to the easy money.
Unlike us in the hospital, working overtime everyday and sometimes getting complaints from patients too. It’s so exhausting and stressful.
I knew a doctor who got stabbed awhile ago.
I got so depressed hearing that. I hope I don’t go into early menopause,” Sister Yan complained.
“Well, you’re always beautiful and kind. It won’t happen to you,” Stella said.
“Jokes aside. I have to work now. Let’s catch up when we’re free.”
“Of course, my treat. By the way, what happened to the woman just now? She doesn’t look like she’s fine,” Stella asked.
“She probably didn’t take good care of herself. She has stage 2 syphilis, it seems bad.” Sister Yan said.
Stella frowned and her face turned pale.
Katty was Jasper Milton’s fiancee, and she just had sex with Jasper.
She didn’t feel good. “Sister Yan, write me a referral. I want to get tested for STDs too.”
“Did something happen to you?” Sister Yan asked in surprise.
Stella smiled and said, “You can’t go wrong by doing more check-ups, am I right?”
An hour and a half later.
Stella got her IUD and her test results.
She was normal and healthy.
“I should ask Jasper to wear a condom, just in case he caught it from her,” she thought to herself.
Wait. Was he infected?
Or did Katty catch it from him?
No, Jasper took good care of himself. If Katty was his only other sexual partner, he would not have it.
Did he have other partners?
Or did Katty have another man?
Stella went to work in a trance.
The more she thought about it, the more worried she felt.
Jasper liked to get it on regardless of her consent, and he didn’t like wearing a condom. She had always wanted to turn him down, but she couldn’t break free from him.
Well, for her own safety,
She texted Jasper and reminded him, “Wear a condom no matter what happens. Don’t get infected.”
Jasper replied in a second. “Are you sick?”
Stella’s anger instantly flared when she saw his reply. “You’re the one who’s sick. I think you should get tested.”
Right after she sent him the message, Jasper called her.
“What do you mean by that?” He sounded annoyed. If she said something wrong, she might get slaughtered.
“Erm, I just came back from the hospital, I am doing just fine,” Stella said.
“Great,” Jasper praised.
Stella was a little nervous.
“I saw a lot of women with various diseases. And you know, there are a lot of temptations out there. You, with your current position, should be careful,” Stella said ambiguously.
Jasper seemed to catch her hint. All of a sudden, his tone turned serious. “As long as you don’t have it, I wouldn’t get it. That’s all, bye.”
He ended the call abruptly.
As long as she didn’t have it, he wouldn’t get it. Was he trying to provoke, curse or…
Stella’s heart was pounding.
“Was he implying that I’m his only woman?”
Stella breathed a sigh of relief and looked out of the window. Her heart was still palpitating.