Chapter 1078
Stella, looking like a lost soul, nodded lightly and let Alexander lead her to the room.
She didn't suffer from insomnia. She fell asleep as soon as she hit the bed.
And then she started dreaming.
She dreamed of that night, chatting with Fiona and the others, talking about Patricia.
Stella knew she couldn't send this news to Fiona and the others. She couldn't talk to Fiona and the others about this.
She tried hard to turn off her phone, but she couldn't.
The chat messages kept popping up.
Stella was very anxious, repeatedly telling herself, "Don't help her, Mason will die! You can't help!"
However, until she woke up struggling in pain, she couldn't stop it from happening in her dream.
After waking up, Stella was gasping for air.
Alexander, who was fanning her, quickly helped her sit up. "It's okay, it was just a nightmare."
Stella's eyes took a few seconds to focus. She looked at the time.
Although only a short time had passed in the dream, it was almost 5p.m.
"Drink some water." Alexander handed her the water cup.
She never liked drinking water, so he bought her a cup with a straw, making her sip from it now and then.
Gradually, her daily water intake was enough.
Stella took a big sip from the straw.
"Are you hungry? The restaurant won't open for a while, how about I take you out to eat?" Alexander gently fixed her messy hair and coaxed her softly.
Stella didn't speak.
After a moment of silence, she hoarsely asked Alexander, "Alexander, what should I do? Mason can't just die like this, can I kill that lunatic?"
As she spoke, she grabbed Alexander's arm, as if holding onto a lifeline, her eyes red with intensity. "Why don't lunatics have to be responsible for killing people? What about Mason? Does he just die innocently?"
"Stella, calm down." Alexander held her in his arms, patting her back to comfort her.
"I can't calm down!" Stella started crying again.
She hadn't eaten for two days.
She kept crying until she was exhausted, then sleeping, waking up for a while, and then breaking down again.
This cycle repeated.
Alexander contacted Fiona, planning to take her to Bay City.
After the call, he told Stella they were leaving the church for Bay City.
Surprisingly, Stella didn't refuse.
"Liam and the others must hate me. You left here for me, causing Father Ben to die with regret, and Mason died indirectly because of me." Her eyes were numb. "Yes, I have to go, I can't stay here and make them angrier."
As she spoke, she didn't care about Alexander's explanation.
She quickly packed her things and pulled Alexander towards the church door.
Just as they reached the door, they heard a commotion. A middle-aged woman exclaimed, "You can't do this, you promised to help us contact the doctor!"
"Your daughter killed our brother, and do you still want us to help you? Do you even hear yourself?" Aaron's voice was filled with rage.
A chill ran down Stella's spine.
Before Alexander could react, she dropped her things and ran towards the noise.
Pushing through the crowd, she saw Angela sitting on the ground, crying and shouting.
"It's so unfair! When my daughter came that day, she had just been discharged from the hospital and was in good condition! It was you who provoked her, causing her to get sick! If you had picked up the fruit knife first, how could she have killed anyone! Now she's been arrested, and you want to shirk responsibility! You are the real demons!" Angela cried out.
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