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Bradley and Caspian had been here to visit her once. Bradley tried several times to ask her about Weston’s conditions, but in the end he just decided to keep his mouth shut and never brought up that name in front of her ever again.
It was as if someone had instructed them not to disturb
Stella’s life with any questions about Weston Ford.
Every once in a while, Elias and Emma would ask Stella,
Where is that man called Weston Ford? Why don’t we see him anymore?”
Stella did not quite know how to explain it to them, so in the end she just said, “Fate is a curious thing. Sometimes you would get along very well with someone for a while, but the next thing you know, they just disappear from your life and you never see them again…”
“What does fate mean?” Emma asked her, blinking innocently.
“It means the chances you have for meeting someone. You don’t have many chances, so it’s important that you cherish your time with everyone you meet.”
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Emma tilted her head sideways with confusion written all over her tiny face.
But Stella said nothing more, she just gently stroked her daughter’s hair.
She had been receiving many visitors in the past few days. They all came and went, where most offered kind words of comfort. Stella was used to hearing them by now, but she did notice that they all shared one curious similarity -they all hemmed and hawed as if they wanted to say something but would later decide against it.
She could tell very easily that they were actually trying to ask her about Weston, perhaps out of curiosity about his current conditions, or perhaps they wanted to see if they could learn about the status of Stella and Weston’s relationship.
But never once did she satisfy any of their curiosities. It did not matter whether their true intentions were to laugh and mock her or if they were genuinely concerned; she remained silent and said nothing about the matter and explained nothing to anyone.
And so the days went by quietly, just as if her life had returned to the peaceful rhythms in those three years when Weston Ford was completely absent in her life–the days might be monotonous and uneventful, but she was content.
On the day that she was discharged from the hospital, Angelina came to give Stella a crutch specially made for her.
In her current condition, Stella had no need for wheelchair since only her eyes were damaged. And besides, she should be able to see again in a few months.
Henry Moore had come along with Angelina too. Stella had no idea when these two had gotten so close, but it was obvious at a glance that Henry’s attitude toward Angelina had made a one–eighty turn. He kept following her around everywhere, attending to her every need.
At the moment, he had made a complete recovery and no longer needed the wheelchair.
In fact, even when she first saw him again after coming back to Ahn City when he was celebrating Weston’s birthday at the restaurant alongside Daisy and Nicole, she had noticed that he no longer needed a wheelchair even then…
Stella was suddenly reminded of Weston, which abruptly halted her train of thought.
Thoughts of him kept popping up in her mind these past few days, but they did not linger for long. Stella had the ability to keep her own feelings in check, then discard those thoughts from her mind.
This was just as it should be, she told herself. They should remain as strangers. Being together would only bring more pain and suffering, making life unbearable for them both.
It did not matter to her how he was doing. None of that was any of her business now.
Angelina appeared out of the end of the hallway with Henry following close on her heels. Noticing that she had been ignoring him and not even willing to look at him the whole time, he walked up to her and stopped in front of her, asking her, “How long are you going to be angry with me?”
“I wouldn’t dare to be angry with you, Mr. Moore.”
Angelina paused and added in a meaningful tone, “After all, I’m just someone who means nothing to you, so why would it matter to me that you’ve gone to see Guinevere Cohen?”
After all of Guinevere’s deeds had been exposed, she became the number one target of derision of Ahn City. Her crimes had truly been appalling–she actually killed her own son just so she could frame Stella Sealey.
Once her crimes came to light, even Chris Ford was no longer willing to see her.
Everyone else who had been trying to help her or at least keep her alive had all but abandoned her.
Only Henry would go to see her… for one last time.
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Regardless of what had happened, Guinevere Cohen was still someone that Henry had loved ever since he was a young boy, so he couldn’t simply stand aside and ignore her.
Because Guinevere had been kind to him when he was young, he then began to follow her around everywhere, completely smitten and in love. But Guinevere had always had her heart set on Weston from the start, so even after all those years of growing up together, they never ended up in a relationship.
But in fact, three years ago, when Weston was hellbent on destroying the Cohen family, Guinevere realized that she would never ever be together with Weston. At that moment, she tried to turn to Henry Moore and attempted to get together with him.
But by then, Angelina Thompson, the woman who looked just like Faye, was already by Henry’s side.
Still, Guinevere never thought of Angelina as a worthy rival. After all, she had a deep and long history with Henry, and in fact, back then, Henry Moore had even broken up with Faye because he cared too much about
Guinevere’s feelings, and in the end, Faye totally disappeared from his life, never to come back again.
That was why Guinevere completely ignored Angelina, thinking she could never pose any threat to her.
Surprisingly, though, after helping her once, Angelina refused to ever see Henry ever again.
In order to make it up to her, Henry discarded all his past feelings towards Guinevere, just like that. From then on, he was no longer willing to help Guinevere, save for seeing her for the last time before she was sentenced to death.
But even with that one last meeting, Angelina became extremely enraged. She declared that from then on, she would sever all ties with Henry Moore, and they would forever be strangers to each other.
Nevertheless, they limited their fighting and disagreements in private and showed no signs of it as they appeared in front of Stella.
Still, Angelina did not seem so pleased to be around Henry Moore. She kept silent and refused to talk to Henry, so he had no choice but to keep silent himself. Instead, he glanced at Stella and coldly commented, “You seem pretty carefree.”
Stella had changed into her own clothes by now, so when she heard what Henry said, she chuckled and replied, You’re right, I am feeling quite carefree. I did little these past few days, but I’ll be back to my office tomorrow, and I’ll be busy with work.”
Her response was so calm and casual that it was obvious she took none of his words to heart. This made Henry pause. He turned his head away, looking slightly displeased.
Angelina had no idea why he was here in the first place. since no one wanted him here anyway. She glared at him, then walked up to Stella and told her, “Just ignore him, Stella. By the way, do you need help with anything else?”
“No,” she replied. “Everything’s been prepared. Roger helped me a lot. We’ll be meeting up at the parking lot later. Do you need us to give you a ride?”
“That won’t be necessary,” Henry interrupted her. “I’m still here after all. At least I’ll be of some use.”
He spoke with a weird tone, and Stella could sense that he was implying something more, so she said nothing and just lowered her eyes, telling Angelina, “I’d better get going then.”
“But Yvonne and her husband are on the way,” said Angelina. “Don’t you want to wait for them?”
“No, I just talked to them on the phone. We’ll all meet up tonight for dinner since it’s been so long since we last got together. How does that sound?”
“Okay,” Angelina nodded, then watched as Stella walked away.
Stella had just walked out of the door when she bumped into a woman she hadn’t seen in a while–Nicole Douglas.
She had come to the hospital to visit Weston, but when she noticed that the door to Stella’s ward was open, she just could not help but storm to it, unable to control her anger from erupting.
“I can’t believe you’re getting discharged! Looks like you made a quick recovery, huh?”
Stella completely ignored her, her eyes looking somewhat cold.
Elias and Emma were still playing with Legos in Roger’s room, waiting for her to meet up with them. She really had no time to waste.
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“Get out of my way,” Stella sternly told Nicole.
But Nicole wouldn’t budge. Blocking her way, her eyes glinted red with anger as she hissed, “I really can’t believe how vicious a woman you actually are! He went in to save you, yet you cruelly left him there all alone on that mountain to die! He’s critical right now, and he’ll likely never wake up again! How can you be so heartless?”
Stella merely frowned slightly as Nicole hurled a barrage of accusations. Apart from that, she seemed practically unflustered.
“If you feel so sorry for him, why don’t you go to him and nurse him to health?” she asked Nicole.
“You-”
Nicole was so enraged she was rendered speechless. She raised her hand, ready to slap Stella, but Daisy suddenly rushed from behind and shoved her aside.
“Stop it!” she yelled. “Don’t cause any trouble!”
Her eyes were bloodshot. She looked exhausted, as though she hadn’t slept a wink in the past week.
When she first noticed Stella, a look of hatred flashed in her eyes, but she maintained a secretary’s professionalism and told Stella, “Please excuse us. We’re only here to visit Mr. Ford. My cousin’s emotions are a little out of control right now.”
She spoke in an icy tone. While she maintained a polite and formal demeanor, the undercurrent of cold contempt in her voice was undeniable.
With regard to the accident that befell Weston, Daisy and Nicole were united in their opinions that what Stella did was completely beyond the pale.
It had been Stella’s exceedingly good fortune to have the honor of catching the eye of someone like Weston Ford. He even went so far as to risk his own life to save her, only for her to be completely unmoved. Not only that, but she even unhesitatingly left him for dead when his life was in peril. And now she was not even willing to visit him!
“I regret having once regarded you as my rival,” said Daisy. “A cold–blooded woman like you could never be worthy of Mr. Ford.”
“I’ve never regarded you as my rival,” Stella retorted, completely unperturbed by Daisy’s words. Then, without any expressions on her face, she added, “I wish you success in your endeavor.”
Her calm and unbothered tone of voice further enraged the two women. Nicole wished for nothing more than to kill her right now, but Daisy still managed to keep her composure as she told Stella, “Hopefully, you’ll remember what you said today. When Mr Ford wakes up, please don’t ever come to him and bother him anymore…”
She paused, then with a change in her voice that made her sound weak and helpless, she added, “In his current state, he won’t be able to withstand any more harm.”
Later, when Daisy entered the private ward, she saw Wendy staying by Weston’s side.
She had bumped into Chris Ford outside, but he just kept pacing back and forth at the door, reluctant to come in. After nodding at her briefly, he just watched as Daisy came into the room.
“So you’re here, Madam?”
Wendy nodded her head. Knowing that Daisy was Weston’s secretary, she asked her, “How’s everything going at the company? Is everything in order?”
“Everything’s in order, Madam. With Mr Xavier Ford’s help, all the important projects in progress can still run smoothly without any problems.”
Wendy nodded. Like Daisy, she also looked a little haggard. Everything that had transpired in the last two years had taken a heavy toll on her. She managed to walk away from it all a few years ago and started her life anew, working in the entertainment industry just as she used to do all those years ago and finally managing to carve out her own independent life.
She just wanted to leave all the bad things that had happened behind her. Right now, what she wished to do was to make it up to Weston for neglecting him all these years, for failing to fulfill her responsibilities as his mother.
But it seemed that it was all too late for that.
In some matters, once you were too late, then there really was not much to do about it. No matter how much you tried to make it up to someone, trying your best to right your past wrongs, nothing would come of it and you just could not improve the situation at all.
In fact, you might even end up not being needed anymore.
It was precisely because of this reason that she was still unable to forgive Chris Ford for what he had done.
Ever since his scandalous secret was exposed, it seemed Chris had finally realized his past mistakes. He started to go to Wendy and beg for her forgiveness, asking her to get back together with him.
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Chris Ford’s words sounded sincere, and his actions. toward Wendy seemed much more heartfelt and earnest than ever.
For this reason, even Wendy’s close friends, who had been supporting her decision to divorce Chris, started to change their tunes and even persuaded her to get back together with him.
After all, it really did seem that Chris had truly learned his lessons and was genuinely repentant.
But Wendy remained unmoved. Save for appearing in Weston’s life only when he was in deep trouble, she usually minded her own business and lived her own life.
“I just bumped into Mr. Chris Ford outside…” Daisy tried to remind her.
“I know,” Wendy cut her off. “Have you seen Stella?”
“Yes,” Daisy replied. She realized that Wendy did not want to talk about Chris Ford, so she instantly dropped the subject before turning the topic to the task that
Wendy had assigned to her. “Ms. Sealey refused to come “
“Did she say so herself?” Wendy frowned.
“Yes. I told her that Mr. Ford is in a critical condition
right now and that things don’t look so good for him, so we might need her help. Otherwise, he might end up a vegetable for the rest of his life. I told her that perhaps if she talked to him every once in a while, his condition might improve…”
Daisy then paused and seemed to find it difficult to continue, she even looked slightly indignant when she finally added, “But Ms. Sealey told me that none of this is her concern. It was Mr. Ford’s own decision to save her, so …‘
“That’s enough!” Wendy interrupted her. She heaved a heavy sigh and added, “I’ve heard enough.”
Her expressions were inscrutable, it was hard to discern what she was feeling at the moment.
Daisy let out a long sigh, walked up to Wendy and stopped in front of her, and told her in a much gentler voice than before, “Madam, no matter what happens, I promise that I will always stay by Mr. Ford’s side… I am his secretary, so I will deal with his problems, whether it’s with his work at the company or his personal life. I will never leave his side, not until he wakes up!”
Hearing this, Wendy looked at her with a complicated expression and asked, “What if he never wakes up again?”
“Then I’ll stay by his side for the rest of his life!” Daisy replied resolutely. “After what’s happened in the past three years, you must’ve been able to guess my true feelings for him…”
“But you were Xavier Ford’s…”
“That was all in the past now!” Daisy’s eyes suddenly reddened. She lowered her head and continued, “You might think that I’m a cunning woman when I tell you this, but the truth is that I only got together with Xavier
Ford back then just so I could get closer to Mr. Weston
Ford because he was the one that I fell in love with. I have always been in love with him and him alone.”
Daisy knew that the true reason why Guinevere Cohen totally failed in obtaining Weston’s heart was that she did not know how to be subtle, how to be secretive, and, worst of all, she did not know how to please other people.
Guinevere should have known that Stella Sealey held a special place in Weston Ford’s heart, yet she still was adamant in trying to find ways to harm her. This could only do nothing but make the distance between her and Weston grow further and further.
It was precisely because she was always at odds with Stella that she failed to capture Weston’s heart or remain by his side.
But Daisy was not like that at all. She knew very well that
Weston loved Stella, and she readily admitted to the fact. She had always acknowledged this truth and recognized how important Stella was to Weston.
But she knew that no matter how deep the love was, there was always a chance that it might one day fade away.
She refused to believe that when Weston woke up, he’d still love Stella while harboring no grudges, even after how cruel she had been to him. Meanwhile, Daisy had never left his side.
Weston just lay there on the hospital bed, silent and still. Daisy couldn’t even bear to see his handsome profile.
She could not imagine Weston left there all alone on Snow Mountain, waiting helplessly for someone to come rescue him.
If they had been just a minute too late… If they had found him just a minute too late, he might have just come back without his life. Even now that he managed to return alive, he might end up being a vegetable for the rest of his life.
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Daisy sat by Weston’s side, holding his hand and gazing affectionately at him. These were the only times she could stay by his side quietly without him getting up and leaving her.
It was also her only chance to be so close to him.
When Nicole walked in and saw this, she immediately frowned and asked, “What are you doing, Daisy?!”
Hearing her voice, Wendy quickly turned to her and coldly snarled, “Be quiet! This is a hospital!”
In the first few moments, Nicole didn’t recognize Wendy. All she knew was that she was quite good–looking even though she had aged quite a bit. Knowing this, she assumed that Wendy must be somehow related to Weston.
“I’m Daisy’s cousin,” she told Wendy, pursing her lips, ” and Mr. Ford’s…”
She froze, realizing that she had no idea how to explain her relationship with Weston Ford.
Wendy had a lengthy experience in the entertainment industry, and she could tell at a glance the kind of woman
Nicole was, so she just waved her hand and said, “I have no objections to you both caring for him, but please don’t cause a commotion.”
Since Stella was not willing to see him, she naturally wouldn’t leave him lying there without anyone accompanying him.
When she suddenly remembered that Chris Ford was still waiting for her outside, she turned to the two women and said, “I’ll leave him to you. Please take care of him while I’m away. I have some business to attend to.”
“Yes, Ma’am.”
Chris was standing in the hallway when he noticed Wendy coming out. His eyes lit up, and he asked her, How’s Weston doing?”
“Let’s talk somewhere else,” Wendy said, glancing at him with a plain expression. “We better not disturb them.”
“Okay.”
When they got inside the car, Chris very eagerly told her, “I just talked to the doctor. He said Weston is out of danger…”
“Just get to the point and say what you want to say,”
Wendy interrupted. “Stop pretending you’re actually worried about Weston.”
Chris got all choked up by her response. He lowered his eyes and told her, “I’m still his father no matter what,
you know. How could I not be worried?”
“Perhaps you are worried, but that concern of yours is limited in nature.”
Wendy looked into his eyes and bluntly told him, “You and I are both fully aware of how we treated him. We used him to maintain our family’s reputation, but we never loved him genuinely or cared for him. We put up an act of being a loving family, but it was all fake, just like the feelings we have for each other. We’ve been trapped in this charade of pretending to love each other for so long that even we ourselves had completely forgotten what true love actually feels like…”
On the day that Stella was discharged from the hospital, Roger brought Elias and Emma along to pick her up.
Once they had said goodbye to Angelina and Henry, they got into the car and left.
Roger had made a good recovery, but he never once mentioned the incident on Snow Mountain ever since it happened.
And so time passed, and it seemed that Weston had really faded out of Stella’s life completely.
Stella and Roger began to look around for a school to send Elias and Emma to where they would spend their whole day.
At this point, they were still too young to go to a kindergarten, but being brilliant kids, Stella had hired tutors to teach them at home.
This freed up a lot of time for Stella, giving her a chance to live a more leisurely life.
Occasionally, she would hear rumors being spread in the outside world about the head of the Ford family being in a critical state where it was uncertain if he would live or die and how no one had ever seen him anywhere for a long time now.
Such rumors would undoubtedly deal a great blow to the Ford family, not to mention the severe effect it would have on the Ford Corporation. Even the directors were starting to feel uneasy.
If Weston’s life really was still in danger, then the whole
company might be in danger too. Their competitors were keeping a close eye, hovering above them like hungry vultures. In the past, it had been Weston’s unbeatable talents and capabilities that made it impossible for anyone to steal his powerful position, but now that the tiger had left the mountain, the wolves and the leopards had come out of hiding; their eyes set on that juicy piece of meat that was Ford Corporation.
Just then, news broke that Weston Ford had issued a will.
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The news of the will took everyone by utter surprise.
Directors that had ulterior motives had originally tried to confirm if Weston Ford’s life was in critical danger so as to divide the Ford family.
They initially thought that Weston’s family would do anything to deny this rumor, but to their surprise, Weston had suddenly issued his will.
In the will, Daisy Douglas was stipulated to be the acting president of Ford Corporation.
This revelation astounded everyone, initially assuming that Xavier Ford was the most likely successor, or, perhaps, Chris Ford, at the very least.
No one would ever think that he would actually let his secretary take the helm.
But when Stella heard of the news, she barely showed a reaction.
Roger, who was beside her, frowned and asked, “Do you want to visit him? I heard he’s finally woken up.”
“No,” she replied. “If he wants to see me, he’ll come himself.”
Since he had done no such thing, it was clear that their relationship had been completely severed.
“Not everyone can forget the sting of abandonment,” she said. “He had discarded me once, and I’ve abandoned him once, so we’re fair and square now. I’m sure he would never bother me anymore.”
She spoke very calmly and casually, as if she had taken nothing to heart at all.
But Roger fell silent for a long time before he chuckled as if mocking himself. “If it weren’t for me, your relationship with him wouldn’t have come to this point…‘
Stella found those words rather amusing. She walked up to him and poured him a glass of water, then asked him, Why are you beating yourself up about it now? Didn’t you always dread that I might end up together with Weston again?”
Roger was not sure how to describe his own feelings at that point. Perhaps it was because he had seen with his own eyes that Weston was willing to risk his life to save Stella, and that filled him with a sense of regret.
It had been his own willfulness that had ultimately harmed Weston on Snow Mountain. He had almost lost his own life there.
It was then that he realized perhaps the feelings Weston had for Stella might be real and genuine love.
Roger was not dumb. Of course, he knew that this might be the case, but he was still unwilling to admit to the fact.
After all, Weston did, in fact, hurt Stella deeply in the past, even though he could not deny that he was sincere in his affection for Stella right now.
Roger was terribly conflicted. He found himself unable to make up his mind about the matter.
“Why am I thinking about this now…?” he chuckled wryly at himself and, with a voice laced with impatience, told Stella, “Even if you want to take him back now, it might just be too late. I heard that his condition is still pretty critical. It’s still unclear if he might live. Even if he does end up living, he might suffer a serious side–effect from the injury. It’s likely that the rumors that he has woken up might all be false. After all, this news about his will sounds a bit fishy to me.”
Roger thought it was more likely that this news of Weston Ford issuing a will might just be something they released just to make the people in his company feel more at ease and might not have anything to do with
Weston Ford at all.
But then again, none of this concerned them anymore.
And so Stella stopped paying any attention to any news about Weston from then on as if she wanted to completely remove him from her world.
And just like that, several months passed without any incident.
But Roger noticed that Stella’s eyes still had not recovered yet.
He had a doctor examine her eyes before and she was confirmed to suffer from snow blindness, which was not a serious condition. However, in some rare cases, it might lead to permanent loss of sight. Nevertheless, based on Stella’s condition, she should recover within a few months.
But it had been four months, and Stella showed no signs of getting better. In fact, all she could see now was but a blur.
Worst of all, she could not return to work in this state, severely affecting her lifestyle.
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They had assumed that she would have recovered after a short while, but the way things were now, there was no other choice but to look for another person to take care of her.
But Roger would never agree to this.
“I can take care of you myself,” he said. “I’ve been taking care of you these past few months anyway. There’s no
need to look for someone else!”
The truth was, Roger simply couldn’t trust anyone else.
“No,” Stella argued, “your grandfather suddenly wants you to go home. Something must’ve happened there. Don’t worry. I’ll take good care of myself.”
These days, Stella and Roger had returned to treating each other like brother and sister. There was a tacit agreement between them to never again bring up Roger’s incestuous feelings.
“He knows that you’re here to learn and improve yourself,” continued Stella, her tone becoming stern and serious regarding tasks assigned to them by Marcus. Garcia. “If something important hadn’t come up, he wouldn’t have asked you to go back. Listen to him.
Grandpa Marcus would never trouble you without a good reason. He’s always done everything for your own good.”
Roger fell silent for a long time.
If it had not been for Marcus Garcia, there was no way te would ever get to where he was, much less help Stella get away from Weston Ford’s iron grip back then.
“Even so, I must find someone I can trust to be with you. I wouldn’t be able to leave you here alone otherwise.”
“Don’t worry,” Stella chuckled. “I’ve found the perfect person.”
“Who is it?”
Joan could not keep herself from tearing up when she finally saw Stella again.
“Madam…”
She simply could not believe they would ever meet again after all these years.
Three years had passed, but Joan did not look like she had changed much.
“Thank you for helping me three years ago,” Stella said. with a smile. “Without you, I’d never be able to escape Weston Ford.”
This matter still filled Joan with guilt and regret.
“I just couldn’t stand aside without doing anything back then,” she told Stella. “I was afraid that you might end up totally consumed by depression, and even more terrified that you might commit suicide, so I decided to betray Mr. Ford in the end…”
Although Stella was grateful to her, the truth was Joan had always felt guilty for what she did to Weston Ford. After all, he was the one who paid her salary. That was why she was too ashamed to remain working for him and had to rush back to her hometown. No matter how much money he offered to pay her, she just could not stay in Stardust Mansion anymore because she felt that she had wronged him.
The plan to whisk Stella away from Weston Ford had certainly been cooked up by the Garcia family, but
without Joan’s help as an insider, Weston would never let his guard down enough to make it possible for Stella to slip through his fingers right from under his nose.
Joan had hesitated for a long time before she made that decision.
She had always believed that they would never meet each other again, but to her surprise, Stella actually returned to Ahn City three years later.
“Madam,” she asked her cautiously, “did you come back to set things straight with Mr. Frod?”
Considering Weston Ford’s powerful status, it was impossible that he didn’t hear about Stella’s return. Stella nodded.
“He already knows…”
She noticed that Joan looked like she was still unaware of what had happened recently, so she briefly told her the whole story.
Joan’s whole body was in shock after hearing what Stella told her.
“Are you saying that Mr. Ford’s life might be in danger?”
“Yes,” replied Stella with an expressionless face, resting her arms on the table. “So you don’t have to worry that he’ll cause you trouble now.”
Joan needed a long time to digest all the new information she had just received. Then she finally let out a heavy sigh and asked, “So you can’t see now, Madam?”
She had noticed the first moment she got here that there was something wrong with Stella’s eyes. They looked as if they were glazed over and unable to focus.
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Ever since Joan got there, she noticed that Stella’s gaze was fixed on a certain point, and she hardly ever moved her eyes, regardless of what she said.
It was a clear sign that she was blind.
“Yes,” Stella replied. “My eyes were injured, and I got snow blindness a while ago. The doctor said I should get better in a few months, but my eyes show no signs of getting better yet. I might stay blind for a long time, so I’d like to ask if you’d be willing to come and take care of me for a while. I’ll pay you, of course, so don’t worry about that.”
Joan considered her offer for a long time, but in the end, she refused.
“I know you mean well, Madam, and I know that we’ve always gotten along very well in the past, but I can’t work with you in good conscience anymore…”
“I understand,” Stella sighed, then added regretfully, “I was only asking, but since you’re not willing to do it, just think of it as coming out to meet an old friend.”
Joan sighed in relief, “Thank you, Madam. Thank you for not making it harder for me.”
No matter how Joan looked at it, she still felt that what she did was a betrayal to Weston Ford, her own employer. It was a matter that had weighed heavily on her heart the whole time, so much that it was almost unbearable for her.
After all, Weston had always treated her kindly, yet she still chose to help Stella in the end.
During her time working in Stardust Mansion, she could tell that Weston was terrifyingly possessive of Stella.
But even though he did not love her properly, he still loved her very much nonetheless.
Since Joan had refused her offer, Stella had no choice but to find someone else to care for her.
Roger was too worried to leave her now, so he postponed his return trip to Compassvale.
To their surprise, a few days later, Joan contacted Stella herself and told her that she would be glad to work with her and take care of her again.
Stella was initially slightly baffled by Joan’s sudden change of heart, but Joan gave her a reasonable explanation. She told her that since Weston’s condition. was uncertain now, even if he did wake up, he would probably never know that Joan was working with Stella again. After all, they had not seen each other in a long time, so perhaps Weston might even have forgiven her and let go of any grievances between them.
Furthermore, Joan’s son was going to college soon, so she desperately needed some money. She could not possibly refuse Stella since she was offering to pay her a hefty salary.
And so Stella thought nothing more of it and just agreed to let Joan take care of her.
Now that there was someone he trusted by Stella’s side, Roger was finally relieved. He packed up his things the very next day to return to Compassvale. He also decided to take Elias and Emma along with him so Marcus Garcia could see them again since the old man had missed the two children very much.
This would be the first time Elias and Emma would be separated from their mother for so long, ever since they were born. However, since Stella was blind now, she could not possibly take care of them, so she had to let Roger take them back with him to Compassvale.
Stella now lived in a large apartment with Joan.
As she was taking care of Stella, Joan suddenly said, ” Madam, my son is going to college soon, and he’s got no place to stay. Would you mind if he comes over and stays here for a while?”
Stella knew what Joan was trying to ask her, and she frowned.
She was quite reluctant to let Joan’s son live with them. He was an adult, after all, seeing that he was already a college student. Stella was not comfortable with the thought of sharing her house with a man.
Besides, she had no idea what Joan’s son was like. Even though she might have heard from her that he was a good son, she still had some reservations because mothers were always biased in thinking that their children were better than they actually were.
And so she tactfully expressed her refusal.
“If it had been your daughter, I would’ve had no objections. In fact, I would’ve loved to have a companion
Joan understood, but she still tried to persuade her, saying, “I know it might not be such a good idea since he’s a man, but…”
Her voice suddenly turned a little weak and helpless when she added, “He’s not in the best health. I worry that he might affect his friends if he stays in the dorm, but if he rents his own place outside of campus, he’d be staying on his own, and that worries me too, so…”
Stella, who was always soft–hearted when people were in need, could not help but concede to Joan when she heard her feeble and helpless voice. 1
“If you’re sure we can get along, then you can bring him over.”
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“I think I can trust the character of someone you raised,” Stella told Joan.
Joan breathed a sigh of relief, “Thank you, Madam.”
Stella paused before she corrected her, “I’ve nothing to do with Weston anymore, so you don’t need to call me Madam now. Just call me Stella.”
“Okay, Stella.”
Joan’s son moved in that very evening. Because Stella could not see, she had no idea what he looked like. All she knew was that he was reticent and introverted.
His room was right across Stella’s and next to Joan’s.
From the time they first met, he had not said much to Stella. All he did was answer her questions in simple, monosyllabic responses.
At first, Stella believed he might have difficulty speaking, and she politely asked Joan about it.
Joan paused after hearing her question, then chuckled and replied, “No, he just doesn’t like to talk, that’s all.”
Stella nodded. Then she thought about how he was sick and therefore could not stay in the dorm on campus, so she asked her, “Can you tell me what kind of illness he has? Perhaps I can help you somehow.”
“Oh!” Joan quickly replied. “There’s no need for that! I’ve saved up enough over the years, and he’s been sick for a long time. We even had help from a charity group, so we didn’t need any help. It’s just that he still has some small difficulties in his daily life, and the fact that you could provide us with a place to stay is more than enough. for us…”
Her speech flowed smoothly out of her mouth, just as if she had rehearsed her lines. Stella could not help but sense that something about her demeanor was fishy.
But then she reminded herself that this was Joan, after all. Joan would never do anything to harm her, so she quickly dismissed her suspicions.
Joan’s son turned out to be an extremely quiet and introverted man. He had been living with Stella for a while now, but overall, he made almost no noise. Even his footsteps were hushed and restrained.
But Stella could always feel his presence.
When she got up from her bed in the morning, she could distinctly feel him standing by the bathroom door, looking at her.
“Are you coming in?” she asked, turning slightly sideways to make way for him.
In fact, each bedroom in her apartment came with its own bathroom, but the heater in her bathroom was broken, so
she had to use the common one near the living room. She did not expect to bump into the man here.
She was blind, but she could still perceive the difference between light and darkness, so she could tell that the man in front of her was quite tall and well–built.
She had been abroad, so she was used to seeing tall people, but she still felt that someone this tall was quite rare in this country. Most people were not nearly as tall as Weston.
Weston…
Stella frowned. Why was she thinking about that man again?
The man in front of her shook his head, but then he remembered that she could not see him, so he took her hand and gently pulled her towards him.
His extremely measured gestures were gentle and cautious.
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Stella followed him out of the bathroom but then suddenly stopped and looked at him, asking, “Can you speak at all?”
Joan did tell her that it was only because he was a quiet person, but Stella still found his behavior too suspicious.
How could someone who could speak be this quiet?
The man said nothing. He approached her, gently took her hand, and tried to scribble a word on her palm.
Stella found it too ticklish, so she quickly withdrew her hand.
The man seemed to realize that he had offended her
somehow, so he did nothing after that.
Stella rubbed her wrists as she continued to observe him,
but all she could see was a blurry shadow.
“If you don’t want to speak,” she told him, “I’ll try to minimize my interactions with you… I hope I didn’t offend you, but I just don’t feel comfortable about this.”
After a long while, she could hear the man softly mumbling, “Mm.”
Stella froze for a moment. She turned her gaze toward the blurry figure of the man.
Stella had always been perceptive to sounds. She was a musician, after all and she could easily distinguish the difference in everyone’s voices.
And the man’s voice reminded her of a certain someone.
But she shook her head and discarded these thoughts from her mind.
Perhaps she was only reminded of him because thoughts about him had been popping up in her mind quite often in the past couple of days.
This man was Joan’s son. How could he have anything to do with Weston?
Having lived together for a few days, the two eventually got along.
The man would use a special device to communicate with Stella. He would type the words that he wanted to say, and the software of the device would speak the words for him. This way, he managed to communicate pretty smoothly with Stella.
[I’m sorry, I can’t speak to you for some reason, so I have
to resort to this. I hope it’s not too inconvenient.
The device had a deep, cold, and mechanical voice of an unemotional male.
“It’s fine,” Stella nodded. “You’re Joan’s son, and she used to take very good care of me.”
[But I still want to thank you for causing you trouble.
And so that was how they communicated, and it went surprisingly smoothly too. Stella could not see, and he could not speak, yet their interaction was strangely effective.
Gradually, Stella even started to have casual chats with
him.
She could not go anywhere now, so she had to spend all her time playing the piano at home. But though she could not see now, she had long been familiar with the keys on the piano and had no problem playing beautiful music without using her sight.
The man would stand beside her, appreciating the music without making a noise and not doing anything to disrupt such a beautiful scene.
He would stay that way until she was done playing when he would approach her and use his device to ask her, [Do
you need my help to get up?
Stella would nod and lean against him to stand up, and they would then take a walk in the garden.
They had started to chat freely with each other now, but most of the time, it would be the man asking Stella a question and her replying to him.
Perhaps it was because she had lost her sight, but her other senses had become sharper now. At times like these, she had a sudden urge to talk to someone about what had happened to her in the past.
It was only natural for human beings to desire to speak with someone.
Now that she had a companion who was quiet and eager to listen, Stella felt that getting along with this man was a breeze, and she began to talk freely about her past with him.
After a while, the man used the cold, mechanical voice of his device to ask her, [So, have you completely moved on from Weston Ford?
She guessed that he must have heard about what happened between her and Weston from Joan, so she did not shy away from the subject and bluntly answered,
It’s all in the past now anyway, so why shouldn’t I move on from him?”
The man made no response. After a long silence, he finally replied, “Okay.”
Night fell quickly after that.