While Stella was driving to the bar, she caught a glimpse of Federick in the rear-view mirror. His head was looking down; he was typing on his phone. A piece of his hair hung down across his attractive eyes, casting a shadow upon his tall nose. Stella couldn't help but think to herself, a man as charming and eligible as Federick was bound to attract all types of women. With a wave of his hand, he could bring them to his feet. Even without his prestigious background and wealth, he could still wield that power over women with his handsome good looks and charisma. But she would never be a part of those women again. He bore the looks of an angel, but he was a devil inside. "What now? Don't look at me that way, I'll vomit," said Federick softly. Stella quickly looked away and focused on the road. The words he said had always made her uneasy. She did not bother replying to him. She wanted to quickly get divorced and live her o
"It seems like Patrick is having a lot of fun," the third man in the room, Mr. Chase commented. Perhaps after he is done with her, it will be my turn. He thought to himself. This was his only opportunity to have her, Stella was a great beauty, she was cool, proud, and difficult to approach. He had even brought some drugs with him, he wanted to enjoy himself fully tonight. He did not mind even if he could not walk properly for the next two days. He did not want to miss out on Stella. Federick glared at Mr. Chase from afar. Mr. Chase was rubbing his body rapidly against the girl beneath him, but his greedy eyes were fixed on the door of the room Stella was in. Federick was agitated, the thought of his wife being lusted after by other men, irritated him greatly. He pushed Nora away and walked towards the room. Stella was still hanging outside the window. She tried to step on the air conditioning unit outside the second
A strong urge of wildness, of hormones, hit Stella hard, she started to think. She used to think that Jasper was into her, but she also thought that she might have been too full of herself. But now that Jasper took the initiative to kiss her, did it mean that he was really into her? Stella's heart pounded so rapidly as if it was jumping out of her throat, she tried to push against Jasper's shoulder. She was running out of breath, and she felt hot. Jasper finally let go of her after a few long moments. Jasper's eyes were obscured by her face, and she waved her palm, attempting to slap his face, but she failed. He was a soldier, and his quick responses caught her before she could slap him. Stella was extremely furious, she shouted, "Do you really think I'm such an easy-going woman? Do I deserve for a random guy to treat me like this? " "I'm not "random guy", said Jasper with his deep voice. Stella was startled, she could not figure out what he wa
"Yes or no, there's no difference, is there?" asked Jasper. "Well, I have a husband and I don't want to cross these lines. I don't like to be playing with feelings. You're such a charismatic man, and I believe there are a lot of women out there for you, you don't have to risk your neck by falling for me. " said Stella in a serious tone. Jasper looked at her, he grew fierce. "I'm risking my neck? Interesting," said Jasper with a coy smile. "Also, we have only gotten to know each other, and have only met a few times. Let's not worsen our impressions towards each other. " Stella explained clearly. Stella knew he was wise and would understand her words. Jasper then looked at Stella and her bowl of rice, he said, " Let's just eat. " Stella continued eating, her head bowed, and the door opened. It was Steven Milton, standing outside the door, his gaze fell on Stella. "Hi, Dad, why are you here? " asked Jasper, he frown
Stella felt that Jasper was taking advantage of her weakness, she was just trying to be courteous. " Wasn't my life endangered, because I was helping your team? " she said softly. " Huh. " Jasper chuckled, he softened his voice, "I won't force you, rest well. " Stella felt strange. He was warm and bubbly on the phone, but in person, he became cool and distant. " You too. Goodbye. " Stella hung up the phone. Lieutenant Johnson peeked at Stella without saying a word. After sending Stella to the hospital, Lieutenant Johnson received a phone call from Jasper on his way back. " Is Stella home? " Jasper asked. " No, she requested to go to the hospital. " Lieutenant Johnson reported honestly. " Okay, noted." Jasper ended the call. It was better that she stays at the hospital than at home anyway. The morning at 8 am, Eli dashed into Stella's office anxiously. " Stella, that woman is suing you
" Yes, the cameras have been switched off, and Sean is already at the airport." said Federick's subordinate. Stella's mind raced. What did this all mean? It sounded like nothing good was coming. Before she could gather her thoughts, Federick pulled her out and walked into the airport. A few girls walking towards them, one of them wore with a blue flowery long skirt and she had a head of beautiful long hair. She looked like a beauty from ancient times. Upon looking closer, she bore a strong resemblance to Stella. Stella was shocked to see her, she was Felicia Chuck, she was the daughter of Auntie Susan, her sister from another mother. They shared the same father, and this sister of hers was just three hours younger than she was. Their mothers went into labor at the same time, while Felicia's mother was served by several doctors, while Stella's mother suffered alone in her ward. In a flash, three masked men rushed out to them, and
"Sir! Please don't! It's too dangerous." The sweat dripping down his forehead showed how worried he is. Jasper put away his things and said resolutely, " Who else do you think is more suitable than me? I am the only one who is related to this." "No! I don't think so. I believe that the army from the special forces will take this mission as an honor." "Lieutenant Johnson, go carry ten kilograms of weight and run twenty laps around the field. You speak too much." He said it without expression. He sorted out the mess and departed to the crime scene. ...... By the seaside, a group of armed police was lined up neatly with rifles in their hands. In the middle of the crowd of police, there is a car with a tinted window. Wilson Chuck is sitting in it. Next to him sat a man who wore similar clothes and looked pretty much like Wilson Chuck. Jasper was guided to the car by a police officer. Wilson hung up the phone with the kidnapp
Stella felt that he seems a bit eccentric. But she didn't know why. Did he wake up on the wrong side of the bed or is he upset with something specifically? "It's not the first time that we slept in the same room. I trust you," Stella said politely. He frowned slightly, and his eyes looked more serious. "Why do you trust me?" He was aggressive, the inexplicable pressure made her unable to breathe. "Are you alright?" Stella stretched her hand towards his forehead. He grabbed her wrist before she could reach him. His palm is hot, like a lit-up cigarette. He also felt that he was falling sick. Sleeping in the same room, without taking advantage of her, no one else in the world can hold back like him. He felt a gush of fire-filled his head and disintegrated his sanity. He grabbed the back of her head and leaned forward to kiss her. His lips were warm. A fresh scent of toothpaste