Chapter 936: What If I Die from Anger

Dolores put a bib on Noah and said, "Doctor said that he was getting better." Stella turned to Sherry, who nodded at her. "Did the doctor say when he would wake up?" Seeing that Sherry was awkward, Dolores said, "He will wake up one day. Sooner or later. Just let him get more rest." After saying that, she reminded Stella, "The soup is getting cold." Stella answered lightly and finished it. Sherry sighed a long breath of relief, standing aside. Fortunately, Dolores was sophisticated. It seemed that tempers and characters were genetic, more or less. It was Noah's nap time after lunch. Lying down beside Stella, he raised his little butt and clutched her fingers, sleeping soundly. Stella gazed at him with full of tenderness in her eyes. This day, which she had been waiting, finally came. Stella told Dolores to leave with Noah in the evening. Worrying about Stella, Sherry wanted to stay but got refused. "I feel better. No worries. I won't go out. Go back and have a rest." Sher