"..." Stella York didn't expect to hear him say such words and was momentarily stunned.
She just stared at him, lowering her head, blocking her lips.
"Ugh!" Stella snapped back to reality and forcefully tried to push him away.
Originally, she thought it was impossible to compete with Lucas Scott's strength.
But she didn't expect that in the next second, Lucas was pushed back a few steps by her, clutching his chest, and started coughing violently.
Stella looked at her palm, furrowing her brows, and stared at him in disbelief.
When did her strength become so big?
No, it's not her strength; his facial expression is off.
He's not lying to her; he's really sick!
"Lucas Scott..." Stella realized and quickly stepped forward, anxiously wanting to get him water.
But Lucas grabbed her wrist, refusing to let her move.
"I'm fine."
