Chapter 102

Stella stared at Charles lying on the ground, her heart suddenly racing. She crouched down and placed her hand under his nose—barely any breath. His face was ghostly pale, unsettlingly so. Her fingers brushed his skin; it was ice-cold. That wasn't normal. Stella instantly tensed up all over. She might hate Charles, but letting him die here? That wasn't something she could live with. "Charles!" she called out, trying to wake him up, hoping something would snap him back. No response. He was completely out. Her mind was a mess, but she had to stay focused. His injuries needed handling—fast. Otherwise, who knew what would happen. Seriously, he always had to make her life harder. She quickly grabbed her phone and dialed Jason—Charles' personal doctor. The phone rang a few times before Jason picked up, sounding a bit surprised. "Stella? What's going on—did something happen to Charles?" Nailed it. "Jason, Charles is hurt. Bad. He's at my place and passed out. I don't know how to deal with thi