In the hospital, Neville exited the doctor’s office and sat down on a nearby bench, deep in thought.
The doctor’s recent words were ringing in his ears.
“Mr. Pierce, your surgery fixed the wound, but we found serious damage to your sacral nerves that we can’t fix right now.” The doctor looked serious. “And from what you described, this injury might even impact your reproductive system.”
Neville turned pale. “So… is there a way to heal this?”
The doctor shook his head. “It’s a tough situation, which is why I called you as soon as I got the report. You need to be ready for this.”
Before Neville left, the doctor offered a bit of hope. “Don’t lose heart. There could be new medical advancements in a few years.”
Neville gazed at the medical report for a while, struggling to gather his thoughts.
Then, with a sigh, he stood up, ripped the report to pieces, and threw them into the trash bin next to him.
At midnight, Stella helped a very drunk Miley out of the restaurant.
Miley kept looking back, insisting, “I want more drinks… I haven’t finished mine…”
“Okay, okay, we’ll have more drinks at home. It’s late; let’s head back and continue there,” Stella replied, trying to calm her down.
Matthew’s car arrived, and together with Stella, they helped Miley into the back seat.
Stella made sure Miley was comfortable before telling Matthew, “Please drive slowly, Matthew.”
Despite their care, Miley couldn’t help it and threw up halfway through the journey.
“Matthew, stop the car, please,” Stella said urgently. She quickly assisted Miley out and held a trash bag for her.
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Miley gripped the bag, retching into it.
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Stella gently rubbed her back, feeling a mix of helplessness and sympathy.
Suddenly, Miley started sobbing loudly. It was unclear if her distress was due to physical discomfort or emotional pain.
She had thought getting drunk would erase her memories, but they only seemed to become sharper and more vivid.
She sobbed until she struggled to breathe.
Stella crouched next to her, offering tissues to clean her face and mouth, softly reassuring her, “Don’t cry. Everything will be alright.”
“Stella…” Miley clung to Stella, tears streaming down her face.
“Why did everything have to go so wrong? I didn’t want any of this.”
“I know.” Tears filled Stella’s eyes as well. She hugged Miley tighter, trying to soothe her. “Don’t worry, a good night’s sleep might help. Things will look better in the morning.”