Stella Grace opened her eyes. She saw a luxurious chandelier above her, reflecting the sunshine.
It was already dawn.
She was much calmer than last night.
When one had too much melatonin in his body, it would make him feel annoyed, moody, depressed, and stubborn.
She must have had a lot of serotonin in her body last night, which would explain her impulsivity and anger.
Fortunately, the symptoms disappeared once the serotonin in her body metabolized. A good night’s sleep was all she needed to recover.
Stella sat up on the bed.
Her wound had been bandaged while she was unconscious.
Stella got out of bed and opened the door.
Frederick Addington sat in front of a computer. When he saw her coming out, he immediately stood up and explained, “You fainted yesterday and your fever was 41 degrees. You’d better have a rest. I’ll send someone to look after you.”
“Thank you, but there’s no need for that. I feel much better now,” Stella refused as she glanced around her room. “Where did you put my bag?”
“I was in a hurry to send you to the hospital yesterday so I didn’t pay attention to it. I sent someone to fetch it this morning, but they said someone had taken it. My guess is that it should be Jasper. It’s easy for him to find you through your mobile phone,” Frederick guessed.
Stella lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes casting a black silhouette under her eyes.
She was in a daze. Frederick walked up to her and said softly, “Stella, didn’t you want to go back to America? Once I’m done transferring my company, I can accompany you anywhere.”
“I was drunk yesterday and talked nonsense. Don’t take it seriously,” Stella said lightly.
“Then, are you going to let Jasper and Bettany continue hurting you? Haven’t you been through enough yet!?” Frederick cried impulsively, holding Stella’s hand. “Jasper only loves Bettany, my heart only belongs to you.”
“I don’t care who you all love, I just want to know who I have left to love. Do you have a disposable toothbrush? If it’s convenient, please send me back to the military base.” Stella said coldly.
Frederick frowned in distress. “I really don’t understand you. Even though you know it’s going to be a living hell, yet you still want to go back? Aren’t you afraid to see Jasper and Bettany together?”
“I climbed out of the abusive shackles of marriage. I’m a divorcee. What else do I have to be afraid of?” She smiled and said sarcastically, “Perhaps, in order to completely forget and fall out of love, I needed to be broken to the point of no repair, just like how I got away from you.”
“Why would you do that to yourself? Isn’t that just stupid?” Frederick grew angry and gripped her tightly.
“Stupid?” Her eyes were a little hazy, but her mind was clear. “Don’t you think I want to forget him? Don’t you think I want to get rid of him? When reason competes with the heart, the heart always triumphs. I don’t want to have such a painful life again. I want my heart to wake up completely, and the only person who can wake my heart up is Jasper.”
“Stella, are you crazy? Do you know what you’re talking about?” Frederick had lost his calm.
He didn’t agree with Stella’s point of view. He didn’t want Stella to go back to Jasper.
He was afraid that Stella would continue to stay beside Jasper despite the pain.
If that happened, he would be alone in this world again.
The word “crazy” hit Stella hard.
Was she really crazy?
She didn’t know, but she now fully understood her mother’s crazy mentality, they both would rather be known as mad than stupid.
Therefore, her mother would rather lock herself in her own memory than to seek help from Wilson Chuck.
“I’m an independent person, and I’ll be responsible for my own behavior. If you don’t want to give me a toothbrush, I’ll solve this problem myself too.” She walked toward the door.
Frederick caught her arm. “Can’t you give me another chance? I know I was wrong. I won’t find another woman in the future. You promised, as long as I castrate myself, you’ll stay with me for life. I love you, Stella. I want to take care of you and our children. I won’t let you be sad anymore. I’ll accompany you when you’re sick, I’ll accompany you if you’re lonely, I’ll accompany you wherever you want to go. I’ll never let anyone hurt you again,” he pleaded.
Tears flowed down her cheeks.
Three years ago, when she was still married, she was not ready to accept Jasper.
If only he had said all that while they were still married, maybe she wouldn’t have gone for Jasper.
But what had Frederick given her?
Sarcasm, hurt, and threats.
“I remember telling you before that my heart is very small. When I had you, I won’t think of Jasper, and now that I have Jasper, I won’t have you in my heart either,” Stella said firmly.
Frederick suddenly wiped away the tears from her face. “Then I’ll wait for Jasper to leave your heart. I know that it’ll be harder for me to get back in, but I’ll keep trying.”
Stella pushed his hand away and turned her face away.
It was the same when Frederick had other women outside, she simply couldn’t do the same just to get his attention. Even if Bettany was in Jasper’s heart, Stella wouldn’t simply flirt with other men.
She would rather choose to ignore it.
“I’m leaving. Bye.” Stella quickly walked out the door and unto the strange road.
She was in a mess.
She had no money, no phone, messy hair, and dirty teeth. She was still wearing yesterday’s crumpled clothes, and hadn’t taken a bath since. All kinds of unpleasant smells were mixed together, and everyone was giving her strange looks.
She ignored them and looked at the blue sky.
Stella didn’t want much. All she wanted was a home, a place that she could always return to, no matter where she was.
Her husband didn’t need to have power or money. He didn’t need to be handsome. He just needed to talk to her and make her feel comfortable, to know that she wasn’t alone.
She could find a man like that, right?
Several cars stopped in front of her.
Jasper got out of one and hurried to her side. “Where did you go last night? I was very worried about you.”
Stella’s eyes felt a little bitter…