Chapter 1135 Dr. Quirk paused after he spoke, then added, âThere are many others who are very worried about you... and Stella.â
LULU He did not refer to Stella as a dead corpse right away and maintained a natural and casual tone as he spoke.
âStella has many friends who want to see her too, you know. Shouldnât you let them meet her for a short while?â
âNo.â Weston quickly refused very decisively. âShe doesnât need those friends of hers. She only needs me.â
He stroked her hair and gazed at her closed eyes. Emotions seemed to be churning inside his eyes... but he quickly recovered and regained his composure. When he looked up at the man in front of him again, all the tenderness in his eyes vanished, and only icy coldness was left.
âIf thatâs all you came here to say,â he told Dr. Quirk,â then you can leave now.â
Dr. Quirk knew that this was his last opportunity to get through to him. If he failed to persuade Weston this time, there wouldnât be another chance.
âMr. Ford,â he began, âI know you still canât accept the truth, but you canât change the past. You can only move forward now...â
âWhen she was still alive,â he hastily added, âyouâve always neglected her needs and desires. Now that sheâs dead, will you continue to treat her so poorly?â His words managed to make Weston instantly freeze in his tracks.
Westonâs eyes were clouded over as if a gloomy storm was brewing inside. He turned around and looked straight at Dr. Quirk.
âShe has to always stay by my side,â he said solemnly.â Sheâs not allowed to go anywhere.â
âBut that was not what she wanted, right? She mustâve uffered severe depression before she died. Thatâs why she decided to...â
âBack then, you told me that she might have Stockholm syndrome, which made her fall in love with her captor,â Weston taunted him in a sarcastic tone. âAnd now youâre telling me that she was suffering from severe depression? You canât blame me for questioning your credentials now, can you, Dr. Quirk?â
At this point, there was no longer any need for Dr. Quirk to keep on pretending. ââI confess that I lied to you about Stockholm syndrome,â
he admitted, âbut it was only so you would drop your guard against her... because I knew that she had a plan in mind. I just didnât know that her plan was to...â
Commit suicide.
âSo youâre partially responsible for her death too,â Weston suddenly rushed up towards him with an intimidating air surrounding him.
LE It was undeniable that this man exuded a mighty aura. Even after cutting all contact with the outside world for so many days, that cold and terrifying aura around him didnât weaken in the slightest.
âMr. Ford...â Dr. Quirk took a step back without even thinking. âI came here today just to try to persuade you to change your mind. If you want to seek revenge, then go ahead.â
He then took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and added, â Let her go. Do her one last favor.â
âEverything Iâve done,â Weston clenched his fists, âI did it all for her. What right did she have to leave me just like that? No, Iâll never let her go.â
âBut she is gone!â Dr. Quirk could not help reminding him. âAll thatâs left by your side is a corpse! A corpse, do you understand?! Itâs time to give her a proper funeral. If souls really do exist, then surely she wouldnât be willing to be chained to you after her death...â
Those were the last words that would send Weston off the rails. He punched Dr. Quirk in the face and told him, âGet out of my house.â
Dr. Quirk let Weston hit him without fighting back. âIt doesnât matter even if you punch me to death,â he said. âThe truth remains...â
âWeston,â continued Dr. Quirk. âLet her go.â
Weston was panting heavily as he glowered at the doctor with red, burning eyes. For a long time, it seemed he didnât hear what Dr. Quirk had said. He pursed his lips tightly and pulled Stella into his embrace.
Then, looking at her face, he leaned down and kissed her forehead, his voice turning warm and gentle as he said, â Letâs go back to our room.â
As soon as he said that, he turned and strode away.
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