The One I Should've Married (Stella and Sebastian) novel Chapter 138

"Did you hear me? Call her right now and tell her not to come! I'll die before I sign!"

Valerie screamed at the lawyer, furious that the man wasn't moving.

The very next second, the hospital room door was kicked open, slamming violently against the wall.

The deafening crash made Valerie's heart jump into his throat!

He paled, staring at the doorway.

Stella stood there, radiating elegance in her designer suit, her soft, wavy hair perfectly styled.

And her smile was terrifyingly gentle.

Seeing this version of Stella, Valerie felt like a massive hand had just seized his heart.

Stella's heels clicked against the floor as she entered. Her smile was disarmingly sweet...

She took slow, deliberate steps toward his bed.

Faced with her overwhelming gentleness, Valerie instinctively shrank back.

Especially since Asher was looming right behind her...!

"D-Don't come any closer!"

The aura she projected was absolutely suffocating.

Her smiling eyes didn't look gentle; they looked like the calculated calm of an executioner right before snapping his neck.

Seeing him cower like a pathetic animal, Stella's smile softened even more. "You chose death?"

Valerie froze.

With a sharp *clack*, Stella grabbed a fruit knife from the bedside table and slammed it down onto the blankets right in front of him.

"I can respect your choice. Hurry up and die!"

Valerie's breath caught in his throat.

He felt like he was suffocating.

How could her heart be so utterly black?

He was her brother...

"Stella, y-how could you...?"

"Are you going to die or not?"

Stella cut him off, her patience evaporating.

If you're going to die, get it over with quickly!

If not, she had other ways to handle things.

Valerie stared at her, his face completely drained of color, too furious to speak.

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