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Chapter 105
“We’re not fighting. He agreed to give me a part of his wealth after we’re divorced. Why would I fight with
him? Money is money, right?”
“Then, are you going back home now?”
“No, I’m going to the hospital,” Stella said, “The caretaker told me that my mom moved a little this
morning, and it seems like she’s getting better. So, I want to spend more time talking to her and
hopefully, I can wake her up sooner.”
“I’ll drive you.”
“It’s fine. I’m going to take a cab.” Stella waved her hands at her and said, “You should sleep early.
Rainee was still lying on the bed as usual. What Stella told Felicity was a lie.
She just wanted to stay beside Rainee when she felt wronged just like old times. She would feel very at
ease even though Rainee could not console her.
The doctor always told her to talk to Raine more, but she just could not come up with a topic. Stella had
never really talked to her growing up.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtShe tried to talk about what happened in the past to recall her memories, just to realize that they never
really spent a lot of time with each other.
After noticing her struggle, the caretaker smiled and gently said, “Why don’t you tell her more about your
husband? I’m sure that she’ll be very interested in that as your mother.”
“There’s nothing much to talk about.” Stella smiled. “I’d probably never marry him if my mom isn’t like
this.”
The caretaker did not know what to say.
Stella stood up and turned on the radio. It was one of Rainee’s vintage collections.
Rainee loved listening to operas, and she had a lot of opera cassettes. The only reason Rainee bought
this old radio was to play those cassettes,
Stella brought this thing from home ever since the doctor told her to stimulate her senses by exposing
her to things that she liked.
She picked one of the cassettes randomly and played it.
Then, she lie on the extra bed there and started reading the magazine on the table.
She flipped to the first page and saw the title of the first story, I’m Pregnant With My Ex- husband’s Baby.
Stella froze.
She pursed her lips and flipped to another story, My Loveless Marriage With My Husband
Stella was left speechless.
Then, she continued flipping as if she refused to give up.
I’m Not My Husband’s First Love, Flash Marriage to Flash Divorce, How Important Is In-
Law’s Relationship to a Marriage…
Stella sighed and asked, “Hey, won’t you be afraid of getting married after reading this?”
The caretaker laughed. “The stories are all fictional. Why would I be?”
Stella kept quiet.
Suddenly, Rainee’s heartbeat on the monitor fluctuated and her blood pressure started dropping as the
machine beeped.
The caretaker acted very fast and immediately notified the doctors.
Stella went out of the ward and had a hard time calming herself down.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThat was her first time seeing Rainee curling her fingers.
All of Rainee’s vital signs slowly went back to normal after the doctors went inside for a while.
The doctors said that Rainee had the signs of waking up, but they could not be certain if she could really
wake up.
They had seen the same thing too many times in other patients, but none of them ever woke up. Even
worse, some of them passed away after showing signs like that.
The doctors‘ words rained on Stella’s parade.
“Of course, we’re just making assumptions based on our previous encounters. We still have to observe
the patient’s recovery progress.” The doctor paused for a second before he asked, ‘ Did she react like
this when you talk to her?”
Stella shook her head. She did not really talk to her, so she knew that it could not be her.
She turned her head and looked around as something popped into her head. “Could it be this?”
The radio player was playing “The Drunken Beauty“.
The caretaker suddenly spoke as if she thought of something. “I remember that a cassette was playing
too when she had a reaction last time.”