Now They Want My Forgiveness - Chapter 69: Chapter 69
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Henry kept his predatory gaze locked on her.
Stella stood her ground, unflinching. When it came to enemies, she always knew that she had to be scarier than they were.
After what felt like an eternity, Henry finally released his grip on her. A sinister smirk curled at the corners of his lips, unreadable yet deeply unsettling. He said, "Stella, you'll never escape my grasp."
With that, he rose and strode out, his threat still hanging in the air.
Stella couldn't shake the feeling that something bad was about to happen, but she just couldn't put her finger on what it was.
She didn't have her phone now, so there was no way to access the secret recordings she'd made earlier. Although she'd already backed up the audio files to her computer before her phone broke, she didn't have her computer with her either.
Stella stared blankly, feeling completely at a loss. She felt like she was back to the same old days. But at least in the hospital, she felt free.
Before long, a nurse came in with her medication.
All Stella wanted was to recover quickly. She thought, 'The more life tries to knock me down, the harder I have to fight to survive.'
So she took the medication. She vaguely noticed something off about the nurse, but she was too exhausted to dwell on it.
Just then, a knock came at the door. Stella turned to see Lionel. She turned her head away, ignoring Lionel completely.
Lionel was carrying many items, including a pack of adult diapers, which he set down on her bedside table.
He said, "Stella, I know you don't want to see me right now, but after everything you've been through, I just had to come and check on you."
Stella remained silent.
Lionel continued, "I brought you some supplies you might need. If there's anything else, just let me know."
Stella shot a cold glance at the items on the nightstand and said, "Take them away. I don't want any of this."
Lionel said, "You do need them, Stella, I know. Please don't push me away. Even as your future brother-in-law, it's only right for me to help you with these things."
Stella scoffed bitterly, "I'd rather die of humiliation than accept your help."
Lionel said, "Stella, I know it will take time for you to forgive me, but that's okay. I'll keep trying to make things right until you do."
Stella shot Lionel a cold look and asked, "Is my forgiveness really that important to you?"
Lionel nodded solemnly.
Stella said coldly, "True. Only my forgiveness can ease your conscience. Lionel, tell me, do you know how Henry's previous two wives died?"
A shadow crossed Lionel's face, his expression darkening. He thought, 'Stella knew it all now.'
Noticing Lionel's expression, Stella understood everything. She sneered, "So you knew all along. Of course you did, otherwise, how could you explain those things you told me before?"
Lionel said, "Stella, please, just hear me out. I didn't want to tell you because I was afraid that in our current situation, even if I did tell you, you wouldn't believe me."
Stella fixed him with a cold, unwavering stare. She accused, "Lionel, this is the second time you've just stood by and watched me plunge into a fiery pit. Admit it, you've been in love with Anna all along.
"All that kindness was just a setup so you could stab me in the back when I needed you most, wasn't it?"
Lionel shouted, "No."
He tried to explain himself, but Stella cut him off coldly, refusing to listen to a single word.
She snapped, "Shut up! Nothing you say could ever make me trust you again. How could I have ever fallen for someone like you? I regret it with every fiber of my being. Do you get that now?"
Lionel's expression froze. He stammered, "Stella."
Stella snapped, "Don't you dare call me that. Get out."
Lionel hesitated, then continued with difficulty, "Actually, I came here for a reason."
Stella felt her head grow woozy, an unsettling sensation she couldn't quite place. Seeing Lionel pull out a syringe, she demanded, "What are you doing?"
Lionel took her arm and held it down firmly. He said, "Stella, I know I'm hurting you, but I have to do this."
Stella couldn't move a muscle. Her body was paralyzed as if under some invisible control. All she could do was watch helplessly as Lionel drew blood from her arm.
Lionel said, "Don't blame me, I had no choice."
Stella stood her ground, unflinching. When it came to enemies, she always knew that she had to be scarier than they were.
After what felt like an eternity, Henry finally released his grip on her. A sinister smirk curled at the corners of his lips, unreadable yet deeply unsettling. He said, "Stella, you'll never escape my grasp."
With that, he rose and strode out, his threat still hanging in the air.
Stella couldn't shake the feeling that something bad was about to happen, but she just couldn't put her finger on what it was.
She didn't have her phone now, so there was no way to access the secret recordings she'd made earlier. Although she'd already backed up the audio files to her computer before her phone broke, she didn't have her computer with her either.
Stella stared blankly, feeling completely at a loss. She felt like she was back to the same old days. But at least in the hospital, she felt free.
Before long, a nurse came in with her medication.
All Stella wanted was to recover quickly. She thought, 'The more life tries to knock me down, the harder I have to fight to survive.'
So she took the medication. She vaguely noticed something off about the nurse, but she was too exhausted to dwell on it.
Just then, a knock came at the door. Stella turned to see Lionel. She turned her head away, ignoring Lionel completely.
Lionel was carrying many items, including a pack of adult diapers, which he set down on her bedside table.
He said, "Stella, I know you don't want to see me right now, but after everything you've been through, I just had to come and check on you."
Stella remained silent.
Lionel continued, "I brought you some supplies you might need. If there's anything else, just let me know."
Stella shot a cold glance at the items on the nightstand and said, "Take them away. I don't want any of this."
Lionel said, "You do need them, Stella, I know. Please don't push me away. Even as your future brother-in-law, it's only right for me to help you with these things."
Stella scoffed bitterly, "I'd rather die of humiliation than accept your help."
Lionel said, "Stella, I know it will take time for you to forgive me, but that's okay. I'll keep trying to make things right until you do."
Stella shot Lionel a cold look and asked, "Is my forgiveness really that important to you?"
Lionel nodded solemnly.
Stella said coldly, "True. Only my forgiveness can ease your conscience. Lionel, tell me, do you know how Henry's previous two wives died?"
A shadow crossed Lionel's face, his expression darkening. He thought, 'Stella knew it all now.'
Noticing Lionel's expression, Stella understood everything. She sneered, "So you knew all along. Of course you did, otherwise, how could you explain those things you told me before?"
Lionel said, "Stella, please, just hear me out. I didn't want to tell you because I was afraid that in our current situation, even if I did tell you, you wouldn't believe me."
Stella fixed him with a cold, unwavering stare. She accused, "Lionel, this is the second time you've just stood by and watched me plunge into a fiery pit. Admit it, you've been in love with Anna all along.
"All that kindness was just a setup so you could stab me in the back when I needed you most, wasn't it?"
Lionel shouted, "No."
He tried to explain himself, but Stella cut him off coldly, refusing to listen to a single word.
She snapped, "Shut up! Nothing you say could ever make me trust you again. How could I have ever fallen for someone like you? I regret it with every fiber of my being. Do you get that now?"
Lionel's expression froze. He stammered, "Stella."
Stella snapped, "Don't you dare call me that. Get out."
Lionel hesitated, then continued with difficulty, "Actually, I came here for a reason."
Stella felt her head grow woozy, an unsettling sensation she couldn't quite place. Seeing Lionel pull out a syringe, she demanded, "What are you doing?"
Lionel took her arm and held it down firmly. He said, "Stella, I know I'm hurting you, but I have to do this."
Stella couldn't move a muscle. Her body was paralyzed as if under some invisible control. All she could do was watch helplessly as Lionel drew blood from her arm.
Lionel said, "Don't blame me, I had no choice."
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