"What?" Stella's mind went blank for a moment, "Are you... putting a show on for Frederick?'' He lifted her chin and said, "I'm not putting a show for anyone." He lowered his head and kissed her on the lips. They were so close that she could smell the cigarette scent on him. He smoked. She retreated a little. He then moved closer to her, staring at her lips. Her lips were so nice to kiss. They were so soft. He also liked the smell of her body. Again, she retreated a little bit. He moved closer to her again. Stella almost fell, and her hands were already on his chest, "Bellamy, you are too impulsive." Bellamy listened to her voice and continued to lean closer to her, "You're my girl. Who else could I be impulsive to?" Stella was at a loss for words. She fell on the seat when the car suddenly moved ahead. His breath grazed her neck and his lips touched hers. His tongue darted in, stirring her breath as he swept
Stella shook her head, her eyes flashed with confusion. For some reason, the current Jasper felt strange to her. The Jasper from before had never given her a feeling like this. She preferred his calmness and reservedness, they made her feel at ease. The current Jasper only made her feel frustrated and troubled. She knew he had his reasons, and she should not be thinking of him that way. She should not think of him that way. Frederick stopped the car by the road. He looked at her and said, "Stella, promise me that you'll never fall for Bellamy." "The only man I love is Jasper. It doesn't matter if he's alive or dead. He's the only one I'll ever love. I loved him when he was alive. I'll still love him now that he's dead," Stella said with certainty. Her words killed the littlest glimmer of Frederick's hopes. She knew the best way to gain Frederick's assistance was to give him hope. Yet, she couldn't. She neither li
Stella Grace thought of her mother. She had spent most of her life in a mental hospital. Her mother had real mental health problems, and it was hard for her to endure in such a confined space. Furthermore, Bettany Hadley was not mentally ill. Perhaps, this was God's retribution for her. At this moment, Bellamy's men got out of the car. Anthony Levis too had gotten off his car. Three different powers blocked the road. Stella looked outside, "Frederick, I'm leaving." "Stay in touch," Frederick Addington said. Stella nodded and pushed the car door open. She got out of the car and looked towards Bellamy Chuck. He was staring at her with displeasure, and there was a coldness in his gaze. His eyes were gloomy and dark. It made Stella feel uncomfortable. "Madam," Anthony shouted and stood next to Stella. He looked at Bellamy, who was not far away. For a moment, he did not know what to do. "Mr. Chuck, let's sto
"I have seen many people who have become more solemn after going through a huge shock in life. Not many have turned impetuous. If a person changes from being restrained to more impulsive, he or she might have achieved great success in their career,'' Micheal Zavier explained. Stella Grace frowned, "Micheal, how do you tell if someone is acting?" ''No matter how good a person acts, there'll always be flaws, unless the acting lasts a lifetime. What's the matter? Are you suspecting him?'' Micheal asked in confusion. ''His acting is so real. I see no flaws in them.'' Stella felt uneasy. ''You think that he's not acting, but rather a different man?'' Micheal seemed to have read her mind. ''I'm probably worrying too much. How could there be a different person that looks exactly the same, right?'' Stella chuckled. ''Do a DNA test. It's that simple.'' Stella pondered over his suggestion. The real Jasper would get mad if he found out that sh
"Yes," Stella Grace said with certainty. Bellamy Chuck stared at her for ten seconds. He then turned around and left the hotel. Micheal looked at Stella in surprise, "He looks exactly like your husband? Were all those questions that you asked me just now about him?" ''Let's just go to the research institute. We'll talk about this next time,'' Stella did not want to think about it for the time being. However, while they were inside the car, she could not help but recall Jasper's face in her mind. She was mentally and physically exhausted. If he was not Jasper, where would the real Jasper be? If he was the real Jasper, she wondered if her acting was up to par. Stella's heart became heavier and heavier. It got to the point that she could not breathe. Micheal Zavier looked at her, "I could tell that you're afraid, Stella. What are you afraid of?" Stella shook her head. ''The pressure will start to increase if you keep everything i
Micheal frowned and put her down, "If you have the energy to think this way, you might as well leave right now and never look for me again." Seeing that Micheal was angry, she then asked, "Micheal, you don't want me anymore, do you?" She grabbed Micheal's hand. Micheal moved her hand away and did not let her touch him, "It's my fault for not teaching you well, to let you think that you could use your body to get men. Even if you could, they won't stay forever, and you'll never be respected. I guess this is my punishment, to lose you completely." "It's not like that, Micheal. It's not," The girl cried. ''I don't want to have anything to do with you anymore. Perhaps, it was my attitude that has caused you to become so reckless. Listen, I don't want you anymore. Go back to your parents. You're not my biological sister anyway.'' "Don't do this, Micheal," The girl burst into tears. The elevator doors then opened with a ding. Micheal walked pa
Bellamy looked at her, his eyes as dark as ink. "What's wrong?" ''I feel uncomfortable when you're acting. It feels like you're another person,'' Stella Grace said straightforwardly. Bellamy looked at her from head to toe and then pulled her into his arms, ''Just give me a little more time. One wrong move and we could be in danger.'' ''You know that it's dangerous, yet you're still pushing yourself into the limelight,'' Stella said angrily. ''You're my woman. I couldn't bear to see you with other men, even if it will cost me my life,'' Bellamy said firmly while looking at her. Stella stared at him with reddened eyes. ''Is there even the slightest trust between us? I'm willing to die for you too. If it wasn't for Anthony, who told me that you're still alive, I would have been dead already.'' ''Let's not talk about this anymore, alright? Do we have to fight all the time?'' Bellamy frowned. Stella stared at him. The way his eyes darkened was stil
''How did you get that idea? If I'm not Jasper, then who am I? Where is the real Jasper then? Is he dead?'' Bellamy Chuck frowned and asked. Stella fixed her gaze onto him. She thought so too. "You're too good at acting." "Have you heard the story of the rabbit and the hound? The hound chased the rabbit, but no matter how hard it tried, it still couldn't catch it. The hound then asked the rabbit, how did you run so fast? The rabbit said, if you don't catch me, you at most would just go hungry. However, If you caught me, I would die. It's a matter of life and death. Likewise, what will you do if I die?" Bellamy said helplessly. Stella lowered her head. Bellamy rubbed her hair and said, "I looked it up and it said that ten percent of pregnant women suffer from different levels of depression. I'll come and see you every single day from now on. Tell me what you want to eat, I'll bring them to you." Stella's heart softened, and it was as if all the doubts in