It was just moments ago when he held her as if he wouldnât let her go, yet he was now hiding in the cage.
Stella wondered how this man could change his face so quickly.
He did not even dare to look up at her, burying his face with his palms. âWhile I still have some sense left in me, go awayâ¦â
She took a deep breath. âHave you thought it through? Iâm giving you one last chance. Do you really want me to go?â
He remained silent, and his head hung low, casting a long shadow.
Thus, she gave him one last look and turned to leave.
Since he wouldnât ask her to stay, even if he could not resist opening his mouth just now, he would still backtrack and let her go.
Then she would leave. It was not her begging him to stay, so why would she pamper him?
Bang!
The door of the room was closed.
Ben heard the sound and rushed to Stella. âMrs. Ford, whatâs the situation?â
She gave him a look. âHe and I divorced long ago. You do not need to call me Mrs.â
âOkay, Mrs. Ford.â
Stella was speechless.
Her head felt tight. âHow long has he been in this situation anyway?â
âThe symptoms started three years ago actually, but he did not take it seriously at that time, besidesâ¦â
Ben said helplessly, âHis condition was much more serious back then, but we did not notice it since he was still thinking about how to resurrect you at that time.â
Weston was more like a madman at that time, though itâs not like heâs any less crazier now.
However, there was a difference between a madman and a lunatic.
Ben really did not think that without Stella, Weston would be crazy.
With Stella, Weston would still be crazy.
Stella did not say anything, glanced at the closed door, and sighed.
âHe told me to leave just now.â
âHow can that be?â Benâs first reaction was disbelief. âHow could he have let you go?â
Stella said, âI donât know, but I donât have the heart to find out. I made a special trip over here yet I was driven out by him.â
âWait! Mr. Ford must have a reasonâ¦â
âI donât care.â
She said to him, âI have done my best. He is on his own now.â
After saying that, she turned around to leave.
Ben stared at the closed door; his eyes were full of concern.
A black sedan parked in the yard of the nursing home.
She walked to the car to see Hayden sitting there writing something.
She opened the car and sat beside him. âHow exactly can we make him normal again?â
She asked him as soon as she got into the car. âIf this goes on, his condition will only get worse.â
Hayden did not show much surprise when he saw her. He rubbed his glabella and handed her the file in his hand. âThis is the report of his mental state during this period. You might want to have a look.â
She frowned and flipped a few pages. âThese are all jargon. I canât read them.â
âIn simpler words, his mental problems have basically been caused by you.â
Seeing Stella looking toward him with a sick face, he explained, âIâm not blaming it on you, but I just wanted to tell you how it started. But of course, you can choose to stand by and do nothing, except that in his current state, only you can make him normal.â
âI just went to see him, and he repelled me.â
âThatâs because he doesnât want to hurt you.â
Hayden said, âMaybe you shouldnât have acted like a saviorâ¦â