Back home, Stella saw two packages.
At the same time as she opened it, Archer James's voice message was sent over.
Archer said, “A new course of medicine has been sent to you, as well as your friend's mother's
medicine, which should have arrived.”
When Archer said this, the little guy must be beside him, because Stella could hear baby's babbles
from time to time.
Stella dialed a video back directly.
She said to Archer, “I have already received the medicine, thank you.”
After Archer said "you're welcome", he put the phone camera in front of the little guy.
The little guy was at an age when he was full of freshness and curiosity about everything, and seeing
Stella's face, he stretched out two small hands to take the phone, and shouted vaguely, “Mama...”
He was a little thinner than the last time they met, but in a healthy way, and his facial features had
become more defined.
A bit like Clarence.
Eyebrows were like hers.
Stella looked at him with a light smile on her face and said, “Honey, haven't you slept yet?”
The little guy's head shook like a rattle in an instant: “No, I want to play with duck duck...”
Stella understood his words, which meant he needed to take a shower before going to bed.
She whispered, “Where's grandma?”
The little guy probably didn't understand what she meant, just tilted his little head and followed her
words: “Grandma...”
Archer said beside him, “She is washing his clothes.”
After Stella chatted with the little guy for more than 30 minutes, it was time for him to take a bath.
Dolores said on the other end of the line, “Say goodbye to mommy.”
The little guy said in a sweet voice: “Byee, Mama...”
Although he still couldn't speak clearly, it was much better than before.
Stella waved to him, “Goodbye my dear.”
After hanging up the phone, Stella let out a long sigh of relief.
The little guy's voice seemed to be still circling in her mind, lingering for a long time.
Hang in there a little bit longer and she could take him by her side.
After adjusting her mood, Stella put the medicine in the refrigerator and took the remaining box to the
next door.
When she went over, Sherry just came out of the shower. Seeing her holding a box, Sherry asked,
“Stella, what is this?”
Stella replied, “This is the medicine for auntie. You can send it to her tomorrow morning.”
Sherry walked over quickly, a little surprised, “It's so fast, I thought it would take some time.”
She took the foam box from her arms and put it on the dining table, “You know what. This doctor's
medicine actually works. After taking it for a few days, I feel much better and my stomach doesn't hurt
anymore.”
Stella said, “If you could quit drinking and continue to take the medicine for a while, the effect will be
better.”
Sherry scratched her nose, and she mumbled, “It’s just that when I’m in a bad mood, I need alcohol to
numb myself.”
Stella smiled, “Okay, when you're out of medicine, I will let him send it to you more.”
A smile returned to Sherry's face, “Stella, you are the best.”
Stella said, “Okay, I'll go back first, you should rest early after running back and forth for several days.”
Stella nodded, “Good night.”
Although she has been running around for the past few days, she actually slept pretty well at home,
without feeling too tired.
But she got up early to catch the plane today, and she was a little sleepy at the moment.
“Good night.”
After Stella left, she put the foam box in the refrigerator, made an appointment for the express delivery
at the earliest time tomorrow, and then turned off the lights and lay on the bed to go to sleep.
...
And Stella went back to the next door. When she was going to take a bath, she somehow took out her
phone planning to call Clarence, only to see several news.
It's all about the bidding this afternoon.
When it came to Clarence and Justin, the two brothers, each title was more eye-catching than another.
At first glance, the screen is full of exclamation points.
Stella glanced over the press release roughly and understood what was going on.
Regarding the project of the New Coast, she seemed to have heard Clarence talk about it.
Very complicated.
Stella knew that he should be very busy today, so she didn't bother him, but opened the refrigerator
and made the black chicken stew in the pot before entering the bathroom.
After taking a bath, taking medicine, and getting an injection, it was getting late.
She was lying on the bed, looking at the ceiling but couldn't sleep.
Only a small wall lamp was turned on in the bedroom, which was emitting warm and soft light.
It seemed as if every time she closed her eyes, Jeffrey's vicious words would echo in her ears.
Haunting her.
And so she was, let alone Chan.
Stella sighed silently and stared out the window in a daze.
She tossed and turned in bed for most of the night, and when she took out her phone, she found that it
was half past one in the morning.
Still couldn't sleep.
She simply sat up and rubbed her bloated head.
At this time, the smell of chicken soup had already come in through the crack of the bedroom door.
She lifted the quilt and got up, put on a dress, and walked to the kitchen.
Then she uncovered the pan and poked the meat with chopsticks, the meat was already stewed.
She turned off the stove, took out the insulation barrels, filled it with chicken soup, and went out the
door.
Stella arrived at two-twenty in the morning.
Standing downstairs, she looked up and saw that the lights on several floors were still on.
She went in with that insulation barrel.
From the lobby to the floor of the president's office, no one was seen on the road.
Stella went directly to the office, Clarence's jacket was placed on the sofa, no one was there.
He should be at a meeting.
She sat on the sofa and put the barrels on the coffee table.
Maybe it was because of the tossing for a while, or a reassuring smell, a trace of sleepiness gradually
came up to her.
Stella yawned, leaned on the sofa, and began to feel sleepy.
When Clarence came back, she was curling up on the sofa, sleeping.
He paused and said to Nathan, who was behind him, “You can get off work now.”
Just as Nathan was about to say something, he noticed the person inside, so he left.
Clarence turned around and closed the door of the office, walked slowly to the sofa, squatted down
with one knee bent, picked up the jacket next to her, and gently covered her.
Probably sensing his arrival, Stella grabbed his hand subconsciously and rubbed her head on the back
of his.
Seeing this, he smiled and leaned over to kiss her lips, and sat on the side.
The light rain started to fall outside the window at some point, and the air was a bit humid and cold.
It was starting to cool down.
He put down the documents in his hand and held her in his arms.
Stella murmured unconsciously, “Clarence...”
He hummed softly and patted her back, “I'm here. Go back to sleep.”
She hugged his waist and slept soundly.
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