Chapter 1136
Dr. Quirk watched as Weston’s figure receded into the distance. He wiped the blood smear off the corner of his mouth and said nothing.
As he struggled up to his feet, Joan rushed over to his side, asking, “Are you alright, Dr. Quirk? Should I call a doctor?”
“No,” Dr. Quirk shook his head and told her, “I’m not sure if I’ve persuaded him just now, but if he still hasn’t changed his mind after this, then I’m really out of ideas…”
After speaking, he let out a heavy sigh.
Joan was very concerned too.
“Who else in this world could knock some sense into him now?” she asked.
…
Meanwhile, inside the room, Weston placed Stella on the bed and covered her under a blanket. Then, he leaned down and gazed intensely at her.
He was in a hurry just now, and her hair had become a little messy. Thus, he reached out his hand and smoothed the wild strands of hair on her head.
He felt a rough sensation through his fingertips and suddenly realized that Stella’s hair was getting drier and drier. N
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