"I will remember it. Don't bring this up again in the future," Jasper Milton said in a commanding tone. Since she had made up her mind to get married, she should forget all the unhappy things. Stella Grace nodded and smiled. "Let's go, my dear Mr. Milton." Jasper was dissatisfied with this address. "Am I still Mr. Milton now?" Was she not willing to marry him? "Hmm, my husband?" Stella probed. Jasper smiled. "Hmm, not bad." "Let's go." Jasper held her hand and walked into the Civil Affairs Bureau. The morning sun was not too strong. It fell on them and their shadows overlapped each other. Stella realized Jasper was actually nervous. His palm was sweaty and sticky. He walked in and looked around before walking to a counter. "Hi, we are here to get married," Jasper said to the staff at the counter. The staff was an impatient person. "ID card and birth certificate, please. Photos will be taken later. You are not
Think thrice before getting into a marriage. If it did not start well, it would definitely not end well. She and Jasper had a good start. They could only hope that things would turn out well. "Each of us can keep a copy." Stella happily put her ID card, birth certificate, and marriage certificate into her bag. Jasper glanced at her bright eyes and white teeth, his heart instantly softened. This woman, who was a stranger, had now become his wife. He needed to take good care of her for the rest of his life. He couldn't help but to smile at the thought. "Shouldn't we keep them together?" Stella smiled, took out her copy, and put it in the gift bag. "Thank you, my husband." Jasper cleared his throat. "You're welcome." "Ha, ha, ha." Stella smiled happily. She could still remember how she had bombarded him with questions when they first met. He took his time to answer all of them, just like now. In fact, Jasper had not changed at a
Stella Grace jumped. She turned around and looked at Jasper Milton. With one hand in his pocket he stormed up the stairs, glaring at Frederick Addington. Frederick squinted, and his eyes were full of hatred. "You can't make Stella happy," Frederick said. Jasper walked up to Stella, put his arms around her waist, and protectively pulled her to his side. "You have no right to judge that. You're just being a sour grape." Frederick gritted his teeth. "I don't want to argue with you." He walked past Jasper and went down the stairs. Jasper turned around and looked at him. "Mr. Addington, I don't interfere with my wife's social circle, but there is a limit to everything. I am willing to use extreme measures to put some ambitious people in their place." As he said this, he held Stella tighter. "Extreme measures?" Frederick smiled. He was not afraid at all. In fact, he sneered at the threat. "You can't get love through coercion. Stella..."
"How do you know? What's your basis? How did you conclude that there is more than one murderer? How did you know they are not doing well? How do you know the woman is his ex-girlfriend?" "Tony was 190 centimetres tall and he weighed 85 kilograms. Do you think that a single person can carry his body? Also the place he was dumped is very remote, no car could get into the area. The murderers are very familiar with the terrain and they even know how to avoid crowds. Even if they met someone, no one would suspect them. Do you think rich people would use public toilets in remote areas? Tony was a high ranking male escort. His clients were all rich and famous. Beautiful, like Katty. Every single shot counts for him. Why would he waste time on an ordinary woman? Well, there's only one possibility, his ex-girlfriend. It's either he still loved her or he got dumped by her. As for the cutting equipment? It should belong to them. Isn't it weird to use some
Stella Grace nodded. Jasper Milton left in a hurry. His fists were clenched, his brows were furrowed, and his eyes were wet. Stella was a little worried about him. He didn't look too good. She looked out the window in time to catch him. He didn't even greet the soldiers and headed straight to the car. Jasper had left in a hurry, without giving her any information. She didn't know if Jasper still had time in the afternoon for their plans. After lunch, she lay in bed and played with her mobile phone. Greg Miles called. Stella answered, "What's wrong, Greg?" "Stella, you are really good. We've caught Tony's ex-girlfriend. Their family has a raw meat processing plant, and she confessed to her murder. Her parents disliked him for not being good enough. So she broke up with him and married another man, they had a son together too. Later, Tony hooked up with her, and old feelings were rekindled. She didn't know that Tony had S
Stella Grace sat on the sofa and rested for a while. Her eyelids drooped. She couldn't faint. She shook her head, stood up, smeared her pale lips with lipstick, changed into clean clothes, and wrapped herself in a black windbreaker. This way, even if the blood seeped out, no one would notice it. She took the suitcase out and called the soldier on duty. "Hello, I'm sorry, my suitcase is broken. It's of great significance to me. I want to get it fixed. Could you please call a car for me? Also, the sheets are stained too. Please change them." "Oh, okay, I'll call someone to come over now. Please wait for five minutes." The soldier went to make the call. Stella went into the kitchen. Jasper Milton had a small stove. She found the sugar at the pantry and ate a spoonful of it. "It's ready," the soldier reported. "Thank you," Stella said calmly, pulling her suitcase past the soldier. The soldier saw that the four wheels were still in order
There was no need for her to love someone who did not care about her. Stella Grace made up her mind. She stood up and walked into the bathroom. She looked at herself in the mirror and tapped the sink with her finger. "Stella, don't be sad. Everyone has the right to choose. He doesn't love you. You can't control it. A forced love will only end in tragedy. Only you know your own pain. However, as long as you don't love him, you won't get hurt or feel wronged. Whoever he loves has nothing to do with you. You just need to know this, no one in the world will love you. You are the only one who loves yourself. Don't commit suicide, don't be desperate, don't hurt others, and don't hurt yourself." She withdrew her hand. The silence was deafening. Her eyes dimmed. Okay, she failed to hypnotize herself. She still felt the pain in her heart, the sadness twisting inside her like a knife. She couldn't believe she actually tried hypnotizing herself. Hypnosis
"I did not study psychology, but I think that if a man has already made up his mind to cheat on you, you should just let him go. You will eventually find someone who will treat you wholeheartedly. The key is that you must be willing to give up," the man said. "Thank you, I have another phone call coming in. I'll hang up now." Stella hung up and looked at Jasper Milton's caller ID, but did not answer. When people were impulsive, angry, wronged, or vexed, it was best to calm down for five minutes first. If sharp words were said, it would only hurt the other party. It might not necessarily be a good thing for you if the other party was hurt. Especially when they were your relatives, friends, colleagues, boss, or lover. Jasper called again, and Stella answered. "Where are you?" Jasper asked in a tired voice. If he had used up all his energy on another woman, what was the point of getting mad at him?! If she lost her temper, he would only think that