Chapter 203 Perhaps It's Because I Can't Forget Him

Stella Grace sat on the sofa and rested for a while. Her eyelids drooped. She couldn't faint. She shook her head, stood up, smeared her pale lips with lipstick, changed into clean clothes, and wrapped herself in a black windbreaker. This way, even if the blood seeped out, no one would notice it. She took the suitcase out and called the soldier on duty. "Hello, I'm sorry, my suitcase is broken. It's of great significance to me. I want to get it fixed. Could you please call a car for me? Also, the sheets are stained too. Please change them." "Oh, okay, I'll call someone to come over now. Please wait for five minutes." The soldier went to make the call. Stella went into the kitchen. Jasper Milton had a small stove. She found the sugar at the pantry and ate a spoonful of it. "It's ready," the soldier reported. "Thank you," Stella said calmly, pulling her suitcase past the soldier. The soldier saw that the four wheels were still