18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 400

After leaving the dispute resolution office, Stella silently made her way back to her detached house in Section B. Her face was a blank slate, but even Cooper could sense her mood was off. Her siblings, Jasper and Rosie, picked up on it too. They were sharp. When they found out Lillian was the wife of a high-ranking official, they finally pieced together Stella's complicated past. Lillian and Julia had plotted to create chaos that would get Stella killed by military crossfire.

Being abandoned at birth was one thing - you could call her parents selfish and cold-hearted and leave it at that. But Lillian colluding to have her own daughter killed? That was beyond heartless; it was monstrous.

Even though Stella had never acknowledged Lillian as her mother, she wasn't a robot. She was human, capable of laughing when happy and crying when sad. The coldness and abuse from her uncle's family still haunted Rosie with scars that hadn't fully healed. Now, Stella's birth mother wanted to kill her, all to protect her own lies and self-interest. In that moment, all Jasper, Rosie, and their dog Cooper could do was offer their companionship and protection.

Back home, Stella headed straight for the bedroom to take a shower, the sound of running water filling the space. She had skipped lunch, and now it was evening. Jasper told Rosie to whip something up so Cooper wouldn't go hungry.

He followed Stella into the bedroom, quietly shutting the door behind him. Jasper picked up a bathrobe and walked into the bathroom. Wrapping his arms around Stella from behind, he whispered, "Are you upset?"

"No."

Not upset, but definitely not emotionless. She felt a suffocating repression that bizarrely made her crave some good old-fashioned barbecue - the kind that could soothe any soul.

Jasper sensed her bottled-up feelings, his warm lips brushing against the nape of her neck, "How about we make some BBQ then?"

Without hesitation, Stella murmured an agreement.

As he leaned in for a kiss, Stella pushed him away, "Shower first."

The bathroom door closed firmly, leaving no one inside.

After an indefinite amount of time, a flushed Stella emerged from the steamy Arcadia, her breath finally steadying after a few moments. She fell into a deep sleep, utterly exhausted.

Now, there was no room for emotion—even if the sky fell, she wouldn't have the strength to open her eyes, let alone get up.

Jasper, on the other hand, was wide awake. He kissed her forehead tenderly and reassured her, "Get some rest. Everything will be behind us when you wake up. Whatever happens, I'll be right there with you to face it."

prepared was cold by now, so Jasper heated

as he stroked the dog's

back

stretched lazily, still feeling sore but oddly relieved. Jasper

over, "I don't want to

by the bed, Jasper asked, "Mark's downstairs waiting. Do you want me to

Daniel's secretary?

a moment, then sat up feeling limp and collapsed against Jasper. He caught her, holding her close, "Stella, no matter the outcome, no

but she knew what he

at him,

I do," Jasper kissed her forehead. "I just want you to

rolled her eyes. "Jasper, have

"Was last night not satisfying

men always eager when it

only to

""How about a rematch?"

kicked him lightly, "Dream on." Last

and going through her morning routine, Stella changed clothes. She made Mark wait downstairs for over an hour before she finally descended the

was calm, "Stella, there's been a resolution regarding yesterday's incident. The official

was prepared and stepped into the car.

the military administrative zone, they were delayed by other leaders seeking the official's attention. After half an hour, the path was clear, but as Stella was about to enter, another

"Mark, is the official available? There's a situation at the munitions factory that

urgency, Mark arranged for

they would get their turn soon. Stella frowned slightly, "Should

politely. "He's simply too busy. Please wait

rounds of waiting, Stella finally