Chapter 1135

Chapter 1135Chapter 1135 Dr. Quirk paused after he spoke, then added, “There are many others who are very
worried about you... and Stella.”
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He did not refer to Stella as a dead corpse right away and maintained a natural and casual tone as he
spoke.
“Stella has many friends who want to see her too, you know. Shouldn’t you let them meet her for a short
while?”
“No.” Weston quickly refused very decisively. “She doesn‘t need those friends of hers. She only needs
me.”
He stroked her hair and gazed at her closed eyes. Emotions seemed to be churning inside his eyes... but
he quickly recovered and regained his composure. When he looked up at the man in front of him again,
all the tenderness in his eyes vanished, and only icy coldness was left.
“If that‘s all you came here to say,” he told Dr. Quirk,” then you can leave now.”
Dr. Quirk knew that this was his last opportunity to get through to him. If he failed to persuade Weston
this time, there wouldn‘t be another chance.
“Mr. Ford,” he began, “I know you still can‘t accept the truth, but you can‘t change the past. You can only
move forward now...”
“When she was still alive,” he hastily added, “you‘ve always neglected her needs and desires. Now that
she‘s dead, will you continue to treat her so poorly?” His words managed to make Weston instantly
freeze in his tracks.
Weston‘s eyes were clouded over as if a gloomy storm was brewing inside. He turned around and looked
straight at Dr. Quirk.
“She has to always stay by my side,” he said solemnly.” She‘s not allowed to go anywhere.”
“But that was not what she wanted, right? She must‘ve
uffered severe depression before she died. That‘s why she decided to...”
“Back then, you told me that she might have Stockholm syndrome, which made her fall in love with her
captor,” Weston taunted him in a sarcastic tone. “And now you‘re telling me that she was suffering from
severe depression? You can‘t blame me for questioning your credentials now, can you, Dr. Quirk?”
At this point, there was no longer any need for Dr. Quirk to keep on pretending. –“I confess that I lied to
you about Stockholm syndrome,”
he admitted, “but it was only so you would drop your guard against her... because I knew that she had a
plan in mind. I just didn‘t know that her plan was to...” Commit suicide.
“So you‘re partially responsible for her death too,” Weston suddenly rushed up towards him with an
intimidating air surrounding him.
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It was undeniable that this man exuded a mighty aura. Even after cutting all contact with the outside
world for so many days, that cold and terrifying aura around him didn‘t weaken in the slightest.
“Mr. Ford...” Dr. Quirk took a step back without even thinking. “I came here today just to try to persuade
you to change your mind. If you want to seek revenge, then go ahead.”
He then took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and added, ” Let her go. Do her one last favor.”
“Everything I‘ve done,” Weston clenched his fists, “I did it all for her. What right did she have to leave me
just like that? No, I‘ll never let her go.”
“But she is gone!” Dr. Quirk could not help reminding him. “All that‘s left by your side is a corpse! A
corpse, do you understand?! It‘s time to give her a proper funeral. If souls really do exist, then surely she
wouldn‘t be willing to be chained to you after her death...”
Those were the last words that would send Weston off the rails. He punched Dr. Quirk in the face and
told him, “Get out of my house.”
Dr. Quirk let Weston hit him without fighting back. “It doesn‘t matter even if you punch me to death,” he
said. “The truth remains...”
“Weston,” continued Dr. Quirk. “Let her go.” Weston was panting heavily as he glowered at the doctor with red, burning eyes. For a long time, it
seemed he didn‘t hear what Dr. Quirk had said. He pursed his lips tightly and pulled Stella into his
embrace.
Then, looking at her face, he leaned down and kissed her forehead, his voice turning warm and gentle as
he said, “ Let‘s go back to our room.”
As soon as he said that, he turned and strode away.
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