"Sorry."

The mom with the child was visibly intimidated, holding the child and speaking with a pale face.

Stella stepped out from behind Remington, her voice gentle.

"Remington, don't be like this. He's just a kid."

She moved closer, speaking softly to the crying child.

"Hey, little buddy, it's okay. I just got a little hurt, there's nothing scary. How about I treat you with some ice cream next time, huh?"

But the kid only burrowed deeper into his mom's embrace, crying even harder.

The embarrassed mother quickly left with the child in her arms.

Turning around, Stella's face briefly clouded with sadness before she forced a smile.

"It's nothing, really. I'm used to it."

Yet, her hand trembled slightly in Remington's grip.

Remington felt a pang of guilt, and his brow remained frowned.

"That beast. I swear I'll find him and make him pay," he said, his voice low and determined.

other, the one who cut off Stella's fingers, fled the country and hasn't been found since. Stella

hand and turned around, only to realize

who had been there just moments before,

felt empty, and he suddenly

he quickly headed towards the elevator, as Stella

still in surgery,

replied in

departure until his figure disappeared, then she lowered her

stepped out of the elevator, her expression was very

be imprinted in her mind, repeating

nor was it heartbreaking. She should have expected

brought back as Stella, Remington had shown her such care

clearly and

she felt extremely uncomfortable

or sadness; it

et

all, here was the man who professed to love

compassion for another woman.

woman would find that

to find a trash can. Turning her gaze, she

his handsome face illuminated by a light

exhe face illuminated b

beam

his eyes

Lizetta turned

take two steps,

"Ah!"

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