"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
''I'm waiting for Sean's update. It should be soon, latest by next year," Stella glanced at the door, ''Remember to hide. I'll let Lynette bring the food in so that you don't have to starve.'' She walked towards the door without waiting to hear what he had to say. Bellamy could not help but frown when he saw how skinny her back was. That morning, Stella did not manage to get him to a climax. Instead, he settled himself in the bathroom. His heart ached for her. He couldn't bear seeing her suffer. He was satisfied just by looking at her. Before Stella could even open the door, Bellamy had already rushed over and hugged her. He buried his head in her neck and said, "Tell me that you love me." Stella chuckled and looked at him. She held his face and said, "I love you more than you can imagine." There were not many men who could hold back their desires. He was the first one. She was ready to pleasure him, yet he ran into the bathroom to finish alone
Bellamy paused. After realizing what she meant, his heart started to beat fast. It felt as though it was about to jump out from his throat. What he felt was new and special to him. "I've already locked you up in my heart," Bellamy Chuck said with a smile. He heard footsteps getting nearer and nearer. Sharpness flashed over his eyes, he sprang quickly and hid behind the bed. Lynette pushed open the door. She was this close to having seen him. Stella took a deep breath and took the tray from Lynette, "I'll do it myself." "Madam, are you sure you're alright?" Lynette staring at her worriedly. "I'm okay. You may leave now. You don't have to call me for dinner. I'll come down on my own," Stella said. "Okay," Lynette responded. Stella put the food on the desk and locked the door. ''Thank God you're sharp. Otherwise, you could have been exposed,'' Stella smiled and said. Bellamy hugged her without saying a word. There were many thoug
Frederick would do well as a teammate. However, he could also be very dangerous if he was the enemy. She did not want to have another enemy, nor did she want to lose him. She called Anthony and said, ''Anthony, It's me, Stella. Frederick has gone missing. Sean has sent his men to my house in hopes that we could lend them the God's Eyes. They're trying to track Frederick with it.'' "Should we help?"Anthony asked. "Yes,'' Stella replied wryly, "We'll wait and see how things go." "Got it." Anthony hung up the phone. Stella ate with her head lowered. There was a lot on her mind. Bellamy put a few pieces of chicken meat onto her plate after picking out its bones. Stella looked up at him. He gave up Rebecca Harington for her. Love should be both sided, ''I'll stop cooperating with him. Anything he does from now on is none of my business as long as I know what I have to do.'' Bellamy rubbed her head and said, ''Good girl.'' At