He Never Noticed Me Until I Loved Someone Else novel Chapter 198

Jarrod aggressively tried to shake her hand off, but his violently swaying body completely betrayed his failing strength. He could only force out a cold demand, "Leave me alone."

Stella's tone remained perfectly even. "You said it yourself. Neglecting your own health is incredibly foolish."

"..."

Stella physically supported Jarrod's weight as they walked out of the registry lobby. Just as they reached the main doors, she opened her mouth to ask if he had driven himself.

Suddenly, a woman clutching a baby rushed toward them.

She bowed deeply to Jarrod, her face overflowing with immense gratitude. Her voice was choked with sobs and lingering terror. "Sir, thank you so much for what you did earlier. You saved my baby's life..."

Through the woman's fragmented and tearful explanation, Stella finally pieced the story together. Right before Jarrod had entered the building, a powerful gust of wind had ripped a heavy metal promotional sign from the exterior wall. It had been plummeting straight toward the stroller, but Jarrod had lunged forward, using his own arm to deflect the crushing weight.

The infant's mother had been standing nearby waiting for her ride and was so paralyzed by terror that her legs had given out. By the time she scrambled to check on her baby and finally regained her senses, Jarrod had already vanished into the building. Desperate to thank him, she had been waiting by the entrance ever since.

"Your arm looks severely injured. My husband is on his way right now, and we will absolutely cover all of your medical bills. Please, let's go to the hospital right now!"

Watching the woman weep with sheer relief, Stella couldn't help but turn her gaze to Jarrod. His expression remained entirely stoic, looking as though he had merely swatted away a fly rather than risked his life.

"It's unnecessary," Jarrod replied indifferently, turning to leave.

A taxi happened to pull up right at that moment, so Stella quickly guided Jarrod into the backseat.

She directed the driver to the nearest hospital and stayed by Jarrod's side as the doctor examined him.

Jarrod had sustained a minor fracture in his arm. Combined with the deep, jagged gash on his palm and the severity of his raging fever, the doctor insisted on keeping him overnight for strict observation.

After handling the admission paperwork, Stella tracked down a nurse to borrow some iodine and cotton swabs so she could carefully clean the dried blood crusting the edges of his palm.

Jarrod's dark eyes locked onto Stella's delicate profile. She had impossibly long lashes and a perfectly refined nose. As she kept her gaze lowered to focus entirely on cleaning his wound, her delicate brows naturally knit together in deep concentration.

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