Chapter 1083
Stella struggled for half an hour before she finally finished a bowl of fish soup.
She didn't speak midway, and Fiona also stayed silent, quietly accompanying her.
After eating, Stella lowered her eyes and remained silent for a while. "I've always regretted that I helped a stranger, why was I so compassionate? Why didn't I forcibly take Mason away? He was just a little kid, why should I respect his wishes? If I had taken him away, none of this would have happened!"
"The person who coordinated with Patricia before repeatedly warned us to keep this low-key and not to publicize it." Fiona lowered her eyes. "We pitied Patricia's situation and helped her, which was not wrong. It was the Johnson family who didn't listen and brought disaster upon us."
Stella's fingertips trembled slightly, and she looked up at Fiona. "So, are you saying we shouldn't help anymore?"
"What do you think?" Fiona threw the question back at her.
"Actually, on the way here, I kept thinking about this question." Stella's eyes reddened again. "But I know Mason wouldn't want me to do that. He was so happy when he knew I was going to help Patricia."
Fiona looked at her.
She reached out and placed her hand on Stella's.
"I really don't know who to hate or who to seek revenge on!" Stella said.
"If you don't know, then don't think about it for now. Stay here, watch TV, play games, read novels, and relax for a while. You'll figure it out eventually," Fiona said gently.
Stella looked at her, her eyes filled with tears.
Alexander saw that Stella had eaten something, and his anxious heart slowly calmed down.
After watching her fall asleep, he quietly left the room.
Darwin and Fiona were both in the living room.
Alexander was full of apology. "I'm sorry to trouble you."
Fiona shook her head. "There are plenty of rooms here, so it's no trouble at all. Besides, I also have a responsibility in helping Patricia."
"This matter isn't about right or wrong; it's fate's arrangement." Alexander sighed.
Fiona said, "When you left, there were quite a few onlookers at the church entrance. Now it's all over the internet. We've suppressed the heat on Twitter, but once a topic gains attention, it naturally becomes a hot topic."
The topic of a mentally ill patient killing an orphan was already quite attention-grabbing. And this orphan was the child Stella wanted to adopt.
As the drama continued to unfold, the heat was unstoppable.
"Preston showed me," Alexander replied, "There's no need to suppress it anymore. That woman wants to use public opinion to force the church to endure the pain of Mason's death and help her daughter with free treatment, right? Now let her reap what she has sown."
The internet was a double-edged sword.
If you wanted to use it as a weapon, you would be prepared to control it; otherwise, you might get hurt.
"Understood." Fiona nodded.
"I've already coordinated with the PR department to block comments unfavorable to Mrs. Beaumont," Darwin said.
"Thank you." At this moment, Alexander was truly grateful to fate for arranging for Fiona to appear in Stella's life.
"You probably haven't slept well these past few days. Go get some rest," Fiona said gently.
"Alright, I might trouble you in the coming days." Alexander was also worried about leaving Stella alone in the room.
After saying a few words to Fiona and Darwin, he hurried back to the room.
"I just watched that video too," Darwin said with a look of disgust, "That woman is truly evil, even complaining that her daughter didn't kill enough."
"She won't be arrogant anymore," Fiona said with a look of disdain, "More painful things are waiting for her."
"Aren't you going to deal with her?" Darwin asked.
"She's already become the focus of public opinion, and her daughter will be sent back after treatment. She'll have to take care of her for the rest of her life," Fiona said coldly, "We don't need to deal with her; she'll bear the consequences herself."
Darwin lowered his eyes halfway.
'Something's not right.' A voice emerged in his mind.
Even someone as insignificant as dust could cause significant harm to someone like Stella.