Clarence hummed, “Yes, I know.”

Stella huffed a few times and said again, “That’s why we should do whatever we can, okay?”

Clarence hugged her and didn’t say anything.

After a long while, he said, “Okay.”

Clarence knew that even if he didn’t agree, Stella wouldn’t give up because of him.

For this, she even drop the opportunity to go to the fashion week.

She would only silently continue to take medicine and injections in places where he couldn’t see.

If that was the case, it was better for him to shoulder the pressure together with her.

Archer said that Stella’s bad mood and poor appetite were the after-effects of the medication and injections.

She could only overcome it by herself. There was no other way.

At a later stage, the emotional ups and downs would only get more and more serious.

Therefore, what she needed was not someone to advise her on what she should do, but someone who could be by her side and help her relieve the sufferings.

If there hadn’t been so much going on lately, he wouldn’t have been so negligent about her change to this point.

She was the one sleeping beside him every night. But in the end, Archer was the one who remind him about this.

Seeing that she had successfully persuaded him, Stella let out a breath of relief.

She looked up at him. Her eyes were still red from the cry just now, looking a little foggy, brimming with moisture.

Clarence’s eyebrows frowned a little.

In this world, no one else knew more about his physical changes than Stella.

She grabbed his tie, pulling him forward a little.

Clarence met her eyes. His voice was a little hoarse, “What are you doing?”

Stella said, “Still pretending?”

Clarence’s black eyes were full of smiles. He didn’t say anything else and directly lowered his head to kiss her. He effortlessly picked her up and went back to the bedroom.

Stella removed his tie and threw it on the floor.

The next second, she was pressed onto the bed.

Clarence raised his eyes and his gaze fell on her arm.

There were a few more red dots than before.

At that time, Stella lied to him that those were mosquito bites.

Thinking about this, he lightly bit her on the neck.

Stella let out a muffled sound. But she didn’t want to spoil the mood, so she stopped herself from cursing out.

But she wouldn’t let this go that easily.

She removed his shirt and unbuckled belt, moving her hands along his muscular waist, down from his abdomen.

Clarence’s body suddenly tensed up.

For countless nights before, this was a thing that he had to coax and cheat Stella to do.

This was the first time she took such an initiative.

Without waiting for Clarence to say anything, Stella moved her fingers slowly at her own pace.

Her fingers were soft, and her actions were tender.

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