Stella tightly wrapped her arms around his neck until her body slowly lost its strength, and Mark finally released her.
At this moment, there was a bitter taste of medicinal liquid in her mouth.
She furrowed her brows slightly...
He had been comatose for a few months, relying on medicinal liquid every day to stay alive...
Looking at his much thinner face, Stella felt a pang of pain in her heart.
"I'm sorry!" Seeing her frown, Mark couldn't help but apologize!
"I think I should take a bath!"
He hadn't bathed in a few months, so inevitably, there would be some odor on him.
He should wash and rinse before kissing her!
But he couldn't help himself!
Stella shook her head instead, "I helped you clean your body!"
During these few months, whenever she was free, she would help wipe him down, so he didn't have any odor at all!
Hearing this, Mark paused, somewhat surprised.
It was only a while ago that his body had regained some sensation.
