When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him (Cecilia and Nathaniel)

Chapter 1957

Chapter 1957 Keep Her There

Hearing that, Stella felt a wave of cold wash over her. She was about to speak again when a nurse's voice barked from behind, "Who gave you permission to use the phone?"

She hung up immediately and started randomly pressing buttons to make it look like she was just messing around.

"Scram," she muttered under her breath. "I'm going to call Nathaniel. If he knew I was here, he'd come for me. And when he does, you'll pay for everything you've done!"

The nurse came storming over, visibly angry. "You lunatic. How dare you use the phone? Want me to cut your hand off?"

Stella instinctively shrank back. "No, no, I won't do it again."

"You going back or what?" the nurse asked with a bit of a sneer.

As much as Stella didn't want to, she had no choice. If she refused, they'd just sedate her. That was worse. She walked slowly back to her room, silently hoping her roommate was asleep and wouldn't wake up.

When she pushed open the door and saw the other woman lying in bed, she finally let out a quiet sigh. But not long after, her sobs could be heard echoing through the room.

"You see what happens when you try to run?" her roommate scolded. "I'll break your legs!"

again... I

shouting were normal in this

nurse checked the phone, she saw that Stella had indeed made a call. Not only had someone answered, but the call

the hospital director's orders,

he immediately picked up the

Stella had been putting on quite the act, but this was the

a lot,"

Sinclair already told me. Anything you need, just let me

seem to be

Cecilia interrupted, calm and sharp. "If she wants to act crazy, let her. Don't move her. Keep her in

see just how long

think pretending to be crazy would wipe the slate clean? Like that would

told Nathaniel everything. He

response was blunt. "She's got guts, pretending

putting on a show. That's why I'm

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fakes it, the more miserable she'll be. What's the point of living if she