Just walking to the door, he stopped again.
Turning back to look at Mrs. York, his thin lips slightly parted.
"If you have any trouble, you can also find me."
"..." Mrs. York looked at the business card beside her hand, unable to say anything in time, as Lucas Scott's figure had already disappeared by the door.
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Inside the apartment.
Stella York sat on the chair for a long time before regaining herself, placing the water cup on the table.
Supporting her body, she slowly moved back to the bed.
The weather was still a bit cold, and even though she covered herself with a thick quilt, she still felt the piercing cold.
This quilt was clearly much thicker than the one at the Scott Family Villa, but without the warm body of Lucas Scott beside her, she couldn't feel warm enough to sleep alone.
Just a slight movement caused a cramping pain in her lower abdomen.
Worried that something might be wrong with her child, Stella York lay still, not daring to move.
