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Stacy pulled her head up in Jerome's arms and saw him looking worriedly at her.

"You don't need to cry. I'm fine." He mumbled, slowly soothing her hair and wiping her tears.

She sniffed and laid back.

"It's all because of me," Stacy said, looking guilty.

"If it means cutting all my fingers in the process of cooking for you, I won't regret being fingerless," Jerome exclaimed, making her laugh.

"I can't imagine you without any fingers, you will look horrific," Stacy said, still laughing.

And Jerome was just stunned by the sudden change of mood, from crying to now laughing out loud.

"I will test your finger, okay?" Stacy asked.

"You don't have to..."

"Fine, you can do." Jerome tried to say but the way Stacy looked at him made him change his mind, coz she almost looked like she was about to start up a new episode of tears and just couldn't stand her tears.

He passed her over to a first aid kid who was kept in the ward, and ignoring all the IVs connected to her veins, she started bringing