Chapter 77

She looked up, her blurry gaze landing on Charles's cold, hard face. "Stop pretending. You think faking weakness gets you out of this? Stella, stay alive. You owe Grandma, and you're gonna pay every cent." She yanked herself out of his arms, her voice raspy and broken. "I'm not pretending. Charles, you've never trusted me—not even once." She tried to walk away, but he grabbed her wrist hard. His grip was like a vice, tight enough to make her wince from the pain. Without saying another word, he dragged her toward the hospital ward. "You think you can just walk out like nothing happened? You owe Grandma, you owe the Hart family. You're not getting away that easy." Tears streamed down Stella's face as she stumbled behind him. She didn't argue—just let him pull her forward. Once inside the room, Charles called the doctor over, his tone emotionless. "Run every test she needs. Just don't let her die. She still has a debt to pay." The doctor glanced at Stella's pale face, then quickly shifted