Chapter 1789

Stella was heartbroken to hear what Keegan had been through.

'He was in a daze. How much painkillers did he have to take to be in that state?' Stella couldn't shake off the overwhelming feeling. She contemplated what could have been if she had just held onto him in the river. It might have prevented the subsequent events, sparing him from facing the most challenging moment of his life all alone.

Sensing her distress, Keegan's mood seemed to darken. Without meeting her eyes or uttering a word, he matched her stride and silently accompanied her.

The streetlights extended their shadows as Keegan suddenly inquired, "Did you use to take walks like this with him?"

Stella was momentarily stunned but then comprehended that the "him" Keegan referred to was the previous version of himself, the one she had married. This realization stemmed from her previous statement, "I want to make sure the Keegan who deeply loved me is safe and sound."

Dropping her gaze, Stella responded slowly, "No, we rarely walked together. Even when we did, he never held my hand."

situation was different from

wanted to save face. He carefully selected gifts for me but claimed they were from clients. He obviously enjoyed the dishes I cooked

someone in such a childish and uneasy way. At that

learned that he wasn't avoiding holding my hand; he was waiting for me to take

spoke, her fingers

hand, but Stella tightened her grip on his fingers. She put her arm around his

paused and did not resist further. The vulnerability and tenderness she revealed gradually broke

his pale face, and

to panic. "Keegan, what's wrong? Don't scare

a bottle of pills, opened

quickly unscrewed a water bottle and handed it to him. Keegan stared at the pill

sips of water, but the pain only intensified. He uncontrollably tried to open the pill bottle again but tightly gripped it to

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