When Jasper Milton returned to the guest room, Stella Grace had already taken a shower and changed into a white dress.
"Where are you injured? Can you take a bath? The wound might get infected," Jasper said worriedly.
She didn't want to answer him.
"Let's push the meeting to tomorrow. You have something to do today, and I don't have the energy for the meeting. I'll rest for tonight, I'll be fine then," she said weakly.
"We'll talk about it after a good rest. There's no need to rush the meeting. What should I do with these medicines?" Jasper asked.
She rolled her eyes. "I've done the drip for today. That is for tomorrow. You should leave. I'll sleep after I take the medicine."
Jasper went out and poured a glass of water. Stella had already put all the medicine she needed in her palm.
She took the glass he handed to her and washed the pills down with a big mouthful of water. After that, she closed her eyes and fell asleep.
