Now They Want My Forgiveness - Chapter 70: Chapter 70
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Other than speaking, all Stella could do was watch helplessly as her blood was being drawn.
She barely had any blood left as it was. Henry had already taken so much before, and now, with even more drawn, her head was swimming. She could hardly stay conscious.
Stella looked at Lionel and said, "Lionel, you're a doctor."
Lionel remained silent.
Stella shouted, "How could you do such a thing? If I report you, you'll be kicked out of this hospital, and your reputation will be ruined.
"Aren't you the face of this hospital? You'll become a pariah, shunned by everyone."
Still, Lionel said nothing.
Stella asked, "Don't you know this is going to kill me?"
Lionel said firmly, "No, Stella, I won't let you die."
Stella scoffed in disbelief. She said, "Are you kidding me, Lionel? You keep begging me to forgive you, yet you go and do the very thing I despise most."
It finally dawned on Stella. She thought, 'No wonder Henry left so easily, he had already orchestrated everything.'
She didn't know why Lionel agreed to Henry's scheme, nor did she care to find out. All she knew was that Lionel hurt me to the core.
Lionel said softly, "Stella, it'll be over soon. Trust me. Just a little longer, okay?"
Stella was exasperated to the point of laughter. She thought, 'How could I possibly trust him? Coming into this world, I guess life really had a rude awakening in store for me.'
The moment the needle was withdrawn, Stella blacked out.
Lionel reached out and gently caressed Stella's pale cheek, his touch filled with regret and tenderness. He muttered, "Stella, trust me, I have my reasons for this. I love you. I genuinely, deeply love you."
Gathering the five blood samples, Lionel quietly exited the room.
Stella had no idea how long she'd been unconscious, but she'd never felt so utterly drained and miserable before. Five tubes of blood might be nothing to others, but for her, it was literally draining the life out of her.
Stella thought bitterly, 'I'm dying, aren't I? Might as well just die already. It's not like anyone in this godforsaken world cares whether I live or die.'
When the nurse entered, Stella weakly grabbed her hand with the last of her strength. "Please, help me. Save me," she begged hoarsely.
The nurse shot Stella a dismissive glance, then swiftly pulled her hand free. "I don't understand what you're saying," she stated flatly.
All at once, Stella realized something. She glared and gasped, "It was you. You drugged me before, and that's why I passed out. What else have you given me now?"
The nurse's eyes flickered with unease. She said sharply, "I don't understand what you're saying. Don't touch me."
Still, Stella had her wits about her. She thought, 'I can't stay in this hospital. If I do, I'll just keep being Henry's personal blood supply, and I'll never be able to leave this place for the rest of my life.'
Seeing that Stella had gone still, the nurse hastily exited.
Stella lay in bed, trying to gather her strength. But that night, Lionel drew her blood twice in one night, leaving her with no chance to recover.
After the blood draw, Lionel gave Stella two pieces of chocolate, and Stella mechanically ate.
Stella thought, 'This can't go on.' Seizing a moment when the room was empty, she struggled to pull herself up from the hospital bed.
The first time Stella tried to get out of bed, she was caught by the nurse. She quickly claimed she needed to use the restroom.
She couldn't tell if the nurse believed her excuse, but she felt the nurses and doctors were constantly watching her every move.
Stella pondered, 'The dead of night is my best chance, when everyone's asleep. Even if the nurses and doctors are on their rounds, they'll doze off at some point. I must escape during that dead of night.'
Stella recalled that time in Middle-South Yaria, when her kidney had just been forcibly removed and she had barely managed to escape. At that point, she had truly been at death's door. Yet, she had still pulled through.
Stella told herself with conviction, 'As long as I keep believing, I will definitely get out of here.'
She barely had any blood left as it was. Henry had already taken so much before, and now, with even more drawn, her head was swimming. She could hardly stay conscious.
Stella looked at Lionel and said, "Lionel, you're a doctor."
Lionel remained silent.
Stella shouted, "How could you do such a thing? If I report you, you'll be kicked out of this hospital, and your reputation will be ruined.
"Aren't you the face of this hospital? You'll become a pariah, shunned by everyone."
Still, Lionel said nothing.
Stella asked, "Don't you know this is going to kill me?"
Lionel said firmly, "No, Stella, I won't let you die."
Stella scoffed in disbelief. She said, "Are you kidding me, Lionel? You keep begging me to forgive you, yet you go and do the very thing I despise most."
It finally dawned on Stella. She thought, 'No wonder Henry left so easily, he had already orchestrated everything.'
She didn't know why Lionel agreed to Henry's scheme, nor did she care to find out. All she knew was that Lionel hurt me to the core.
Lionel said softly, "Stella, it'll be over soon. Trust me. Just a little longer, okay?"
Stella was exasperated to the point of laughter. She thought, 'How could I possibly trust him? Coming into this world, I guess life really had a rude awakening in store for me.'
The moment the needle was withdrawn, Stella blacked out.
Lionel reached out and gently caressed Stella's pale cheek, his touch filled with regret and tenderness. He muttered, "Stella, trust me, I have my reasons for this. I love you. I genuinely, deeply love you."
Gathering the five blood samples, Lionel quietly exited the room.
Stella had no idea how long she'd been unconscious, but she'd never felt so utterly drained and miserable before. Five tubes of blood might be nothing to others, but for her, it was literally draining the life out of her.
Stella thought bitterly, 'I'm dying, aren't I? Might as well just die already. It's not like anyone in this godforsaken world cares whether I live or die.'
When the nurse entered, Stella weakly grabbed her hand with the last of her strength. "Please, help me. Save me," she begged hoarsely.
The nurse shot Stella a dismissive glance, then swiftly pulled her hand free. "I don't understand what you're saying," she stated flatly.
All at once, Stella realized something. She glared and gasped, "It was you. You drugged me before, and that's why I passed out. What else have you given me now?"
The nurse's eyes flickered with unease. She said sharply, "I don't understand what you're saying. Don't touch me."
Still, Stella had her wits about her. She thought, 'I can't stay in this hospital. If I do, I'll just keep being Henry's personal blood supply, and I'll never be able to leave this place for the rest of my life.'
Seeing that Stella had gone still, the nurse hastily exited.
Stella lay in bed, trying to gather her strength. But that night, Lionel drew her blood twice in one night, leaving her with no chance to recover.
After the blood draw, Lionel gave Stella two pieces of chocolate, and Stella mechanically ate.
Stella thought, 'This can't go on.' Seizing a moment when the room was empty, she struggled to pull herself up from the hospital bed.
The first time Stella tried to get out of bed, she was caught by the nurse. She quickly claimed she needed to use the restroom.
She couldn't tell if the nurse believed her excuse, but she felt the nurses and doctors were constantly watching her every move.
Stella pondered, 'The dead of night is my best chance, when everyone's asleep. Even if the nurses and doctors are on their rounds, they'll doze off at some point. I must escape during that dead of night.'
Stella recalled that time in Middle-South Yaria, when her kidney had just been forcibly removed and she had barely managed to escape. At that point, she had truly been at death's door. Yet, she had still pulled through.
Stella told herself with conviction, 'As long as I keep believing, I will definitely get out of here.'
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