Chapter 200 Let Her Feed Me
Stella's accusation was inexplicable.
Adeline paused for a moment, then looked at her coldly and sneered, "Do you really think I care?"
She had indeed not heard the shout of the worker who had accidentally knocked over the original stone, nor had she heard the reminders from Jasper and Stella.
Otherwise, why didn't she dodge?
The woman took a deep breath, glanced coldly at Stella, and said indifferently, "So, Ms. Foster, you think that I assumed Mr. Foster would shield me from this, so I deliberately didn't dodge?"
As soon as she said this, Stella's face changed drastically.
Adeline continued with a cold smile, "Ms. Foster just said that although he asked you to apologize to me just now, he still likes you in his heart. After you apologized, he still comforted you.
"Since that's the case, Mr. Foster shouldn't have anything special toward me, right? Then how could I be so sure that Mr. Foster would shield me from this stone, so I deliberately didn't dodge?
"If I had estimated wrong and Mr. Foster didn't come to help me, then the one who would need stitches from being hit by the original stone would be me, right? Ms. Foster, if you were me, would you risk so much just because of a little jealousy as you mentioned?"
As the woman's voice fell, Stella's face had become even paler than the wall behind her.
After a while, she bit her lip and said, "You assumed that Jasper saw the stone and assumed that Jasper, being an excellent employee of the Foster Group, would definitely help you!"
Since there was no way to approach Jasper and Adeline's affair, Stella directly approached from the angle of Jasper caring for his employees. "Jasper is good to his employees, he definitely wouldn't just stand by in this matter!"
Adeline looked at her face and suddenly felt that the argument between herself and Stella was meaningless.
Was Stella really convinced that she had done it on purpose?
"Ms. Wilson is indeed a very outstanding person, and it's understandable that Mr. Foster would shield her..."
The workshop director on the side sighed. "She was really serious when she was recording the data I was talking to her about just now. I've been in this workshop for over a decade, and it's the first time I've seen someone so serious..."
The workshop director's words made Stella furrow her brows.
"What's the use of being serious?"
"She..."
"Her seriousness can contribute to working well for the Foster Group and improve the development of the jewelry sector at the Foster Group."
Before Stella could finish her sentence, Jasper interrupted.
He came out of the treatment room with his arm already stitched up.
His right arm was tightly wrapped in bandages and hung around his neck.
Although it was a common posture for a patient with an arm injury, the way his arm was suspended on him didn't convey weakness but rather a commanding presence that made people unable to help but look up to him.
"Adeline was indeed too serious just now and didn't notice the shout behind her."
He walked out indifferently and glanced at Stella apathetically. "If I didn't shield her, and the stone hit her back, the data recording for this business trip would be your responsibility."
Stella's expression turned grim.
"But..."
"Don't 'but'. She's smart; she wouldn't be foolish enough to risk her life just to argue with you."
Stella's expression became even more unpleasant.
Jasper's praises for Adeline were just too many.
The woman bit her lip. "Jasper, I'm just worried about you..."
"It's fine to worry about me, but don't hurt the feelings of a good employee."
Then, Jasper turned to look at Adeline. "And also, being serious is good, but next time, if you're in a situation where accidents are likely, make sure to protect yourself. I won't shield you a second time."
After saying that, he lifted his leg and walked briskly toward the clinic outside.
Stella frowned and hurriedly caught up. "Jasper, where are you going?"
"To the workshop, to finish what I didn't complete just now."
"But you're injured..."
"Even if I'm injured, I can't slow down the work progress."
The voices of the two became increasingly distant.
Adeline stood still, watching the direction they left in, feeling a mix of emotions.
After a long while, the workshop director coughed lightly, "Ms. Wilson, should we... continue?"
Only then did Adeline come back to herself, picked up the documents in front of her, and looked at the workshop director seriously, "Please continue..."
At noon, the factory visit came to a temporary end.
According to the original plan, they should have been eating in the car now and heading to the next inspection site for design discussions.
However, Stella insisted that they all go to a nearby restaurant because Jasper couldn't eat boxed meals due to his injury.
With Stella's insistence, Ronald's agreement, and Jasper's indulgence, even if Adeline wanted to move on to the next inspection site quickly, she had to obediently get off the car with them and enter the restaurant.
After the four of them entered the restaurant, Stella and Jasper sat on one side, while Adeline and Ronald sat on the other.
"Jasper, your arm is injured, let me feed you."
As soon as the food arrived, Stella exaggeratedly spoke in a sweet voice.
Jasper furrowed his brows, glanced down at his arm hanging around his neck, and after getting his approval, Stella became even more pleased.
She elegantly picked up food with her chopsticks, gently blew on it, and brought it to his lips.
Jasper seemed uncomfortable with the woman's actions.
Throughout the meal, he kept a furrowed brow.
Sitting across from him, Adeline listened to Stella's annoying voice and quietly ate from her own bowl.
She told herself not to care, not to listen, not to mind.
Jasper and Stella were inseparable, and it had nothing to do with her.
She was just Jasper's ex-wife from many years ago.
She had come back this time just to have Jasper's child.
Who he was with, who he enjoyed being sweet with... really had nothing to do with her.
But the more Adeline tried to convince herself of this, the more uncomfortable she felt.
"Slow down."
Suddenly, Ronald's lecherous voice sounded in her ear.
Adeline furrowed her brows, before she could react, a piece of ribs was placed in her bowl with a fork. "Ms. Wilson, don't just eat, have some meat, you're too thin."
Instinctively, Adeline raised her head.
In front of her was Ronald's face, filled with sleaze and grease.
Adeline fought the urge to vomit and placed the rib back in Ronald's bowl. "You eat it."
After saying that, she put down her fork and was about to continue eating when she suddenly realized that the piece of rib she had just picked up had touched Ronald's utensils.
Adeline suddenly felt nauseous.
She put down her utensils. "I'm done."
Jasper, sitting across from her, glanced indifferently at the large amount of rice left in her bowl, then turned to look at Stella, who hadn't taken a single bite.
"Stella, switch seats with Adeline."
Stella, who was about to continue feeding him, paused slightly, "What's wrong?"
Jasper's voice was calm. "Adeline has finished eating, and you haven't taken a single bite. She's just sitting there, let her feed me."
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