Chapter 394

A sense of helplessness washed over Stella. “I have my own things to do, too. I can’t even go to the bathroom if you insist on that.” “Did I not let you go to the bathroom just now?” Stella remained silent. She rubbed between her brows. “I want to get some water. Can you let me go, please?” Weston refused. She stood up, and he stood up along with her. Thus, unable to hold it in any longer, Stella raised her voice. “You’re still on a drip. If you move as you please, I’ll have to trouble the doctor to come and secure the needle again!” “Help me push the drip. I’ll go with you to get some water.” Weston found it absolutely reasonable. Stella was speechless. “The kitchen is right there. You can watch me pouring water for myself. Will I grow wings and fly out of this place?” Weston remained silent with pursed lips. His eyes widened as he considered telling her that he was indeed worried that someday, she would grow wings and fly out of this place, never to be seen again.