Spoil her in all life ( Book 3)

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In the wee hours, Stella Grace followed Frederick  to his apartment.

He took the potion from the refrigerator and sat down on the chair in front of the dining table, giving a cold sign to Stella Grace to sit beside him.

Stella Grace took a look at the blue medicine and the syringe in his hand, sat next to Frederick , lifted up her clothes, and showed her white arm.

Frederick  asked, "Aren't you afraid to die? I told you before that when it will react, not only the whole body hurt like one wants to tear it apart, but also the seven apertures of the human head bleed until a person dies."
Stella Grace looked at Frederick  calmly.

Life is as light as a feather, and death is heavier than a mountain.

Rather to struggle at death's door, it is very worthwhile to trade her life for Jasper Milton.

"Isn't it a requirement?" Stella Grace asked coldly.

"Oh." Frederick  chuckled.

Yeah, he asked for an injection. Now he wants her to beg for forgiveness?
Please don't inject?

No!

Frederick's eyes burst out a sharp light. He injected the virus into Stella Grace's arm.

Stella Grace felt a chill, a cold sweat on her forehead.

She felt dizzy.

She heard her breath.

She seemed to be in the dark, unable to see or hear anything.

But because there was a belief in the heart, even if lonely, there was no regret.

Gradually, she began to see clearly and heard the ticking of the clock.
She looked at Frederick .

"This kind of medicine needs to be injected once a month, when there is tearing pain in the body, when the nose, eyes and ears begin to bleed, it is the limit." Frederick  explained.

"How many years can I live if I injected it all the time?" Stella Grace asked calmly.

Frederick  had a crack in his eyes. He thought that she wanted to die, and his heart was tightened. He thought it was peaceful, but gradually his eyes turned red. "You can live as long as I want."

There was no change in her expression.

How long she can live was not a happy thing for her!

"Now take me to see Jasper Milton. I'll convince him to sign the agreement and you'll let him out tomorrow."

"So late, are you sure?" Frederick  asked suspiciously.

She can feel Jasper Milton's mood, being locked up as a spy, and he must be worried about her comfort as well.
Her heart was very anxious.

With every passing minute, the pain in her heart was becoming worse.
The sooner she can let him come out, the better.

"Sure. Don't tell me that you are afraid that things will take a new turn?" Stella Grace said sarcastically.

"Most probably, Jasper Milton will die this time. How can I be afraid of this? If you want his life, it's better to let him sign the agreement earlier." Frederick  stood up.

"He will sign it today. Are you sure he will be released tomorrow?" Stella Grace wanted to make sure again.

"There will be no problem in it." Frederick  pursed his lips and went out.