Zeta thought things might be different because of this.
Earlier, she thought that Stella might have given birth to a child when she disappeared to live as Ella for a year. However, it seemed like Stella was not blessed with luck.
Stella appeared as if she was over it. She reassured her with a smile, âItâs fine. Itâs been a long time.â
Zeta rarely felt so awkward and had to change the subject. âBy the way, I havenât congratulated you.
Happy wedding.â
When she learned that Ella was the same person as Stella, she thought about going to congratulate her on her wedding. However, she gave up knowing that Xavier would be at the wedding too. She planned to give her the wedding gift whenever she met her later.
Stella smiled. âThanks.â
Zeta opened her work dashboard and got to work. âLetâs get down to business. Why did you come today? Is something wrong?â
When Zeta got serious, she subconsciously exuded an air of calmness.
Stella said, âItâs the same problem as before. After I stopped the medication, I felt worse than before.â
Zeta paused a little. âThe same problemâ¦â
It was hard for Zeta not to look at Weston without judgment.
If it was the same problem, it meant Stella could not get into the mood to have sex with him. She needed the medication to feel less uncomfortable.
Weston did not look at Zeta. He kept tapping his long fingers on the back of Stellaâs chair and appeared full of patience.
Zeta coughed lightly to get Westonâs attention. She asked him, âThat kind of medicine is harmful to the body. Why werenât you a little more diligent and brought her to the doctor before? Why did you let her figure it out alone?â
At that time, she did not know that Ella was the same person as Stella. She did not know that Stella was with Weston.
Zeta could only give her professional advice from a doctorâs perspective . However, she could not influence her decision. If she had known, she wouldnât have just stood by with only a few words of advice.
Zeta began speaking in an interrogative tone, forgetting about Westonâs identity.
Weston was not annoyed. He stopped tapping his fingers and said, âIt was my mistake.â
He looked at Stella and said, âIâll never let her take that medicine again.â
Although Weston was quick to admit his mistake, it made Zeta slightly uncomfortable.
After all, Weston was the scariest man in Ahn City. He was like the King of Hell. No one dared to order him around.
When Zeta realized her tone earlier, she restrained herself a little. âShe canât take this medicine anymore. I heard from Stella that you... You have a strong desire. However, sheâs unable to bear it. If you force it on her, youâll make her fearful, and sheâll only become more repulsive of you.â
Weston frowned slightly. âWhat do I need to do?â
âYouâll have to be patient. Donât force it when she rejects you. Be patient.â
Weston remembered something and said, âIt worked some time ago. She was very comfortable.â
Stella took a deep breath and wanted to cover his mouth and stop him from saying more.
Zeta asked, and Weston answered like her spokesperson. However, Stella knew her own feelings the best. She did not need him to relay them to Zeta.
Stella feared he might say something more shocking, so she interrupted them and said, âIâll tell her myself.â
Weston arched his brow. âWeâre just talking to the doctor. No need to be shy.â
Stella looked away slightly and did not say anything.
Zeta glanced at them and said, âYouâre right. Thereâs no need to be shy with the doctor, but itâs best to let the patient answer herself. After all, she knows her own body best...â
Weston snorted before Zeta could finish her sentence. The irony of his tone was clear. It was as if he was refuting Zetaâs statement that claimed Stella knew her own body best.
If Stella really knew her body well, she would not have ended up in the state she was in before.
Stella was thin, depressed, and had nightmares every night. Weston had been doing everything he could to make her better.
He hired Joan to improve her appetite and thought of a myriad ways to fatten her up. Meanwhile, she had quietly taken those pills behind his back and turned herself into a terrible mess. She was not mentally well, either. Though she looked stable on the outside, she had actually gone off the rails.
Whenever she fell asleep at night, her negative emotions would show. Weston finally succeeded in fattening her slightly and started seeing results, but she ran away at the wedding without warning.
What an ungrateful woman she was.
Weston believed no one knew Stellaâs body better than he, both on and out of bed.