Stella Grace sighed, walked to the refrigerator and opened it. She glanced at the ingredients inside and found that there were very little left. "Let's have some noodles, it's faster." Stella Grace took instant noodles, ham, lettuce, eggs, and tomato from the refrigerator. Jasper Milton followed her into the kitchen, took the lettuce, and began washing it. Stella Grace stared at Jasper Milton with a serious look. If Jasper Milton were not the Chief, and his father was not the Deputy Commander, and his mother were not the Director of a conglomerate, they would be ordinary people; perhaps they would have met each other from a blind date, then fall in love and after two years, they'd tied the knot. In this scenario, he was probably a perfect husband. Stella Grace added water into the pot, turned on the stove, and then prepared to wash tomatoes. Instead, Jasper Milton was one step in front of her, he was already washing the tomatoes. "I will be ver
In the morning, when Stella Grace woke up, Jasper Milton was no longer by her side. She saw that there was a note left on the table. "I have something to do in the military, you should leave first. The breakfast is on the table. If it's cold, heat it up first then eat it." Stella Grace looked at the note left by Jasper Milton and smiled. His handwriting was strong, which was quite in line with his own tough image. The handwriting was also beautiful, sharp, and frank, it felt very powerful. She stuffed the slip of paper into the Russian book. Perhaps, the distance between her and Jasper Milton was still large, but she had always been improving herself little by little. Learning from him, knowing what he knew, loving what he loved, perhaps, there would be more topics between them, and more time for her to stay with him. Stella Grace got up, brushed her teeth and washed her face. When she walked out of the room, she saw the buns Jasper Milto
When Stella Grace was about to get off from work, Frederick Addington called her. She felt annoyed and asked coldly, "What's the matter?" "See you at the main door after work. I'm already here." Frederick seemed to be in a good mood. "If we see each other today, we would have seen each other twice this week. Tomorrow is the weekend. You won't call me again, will you?" Stella asked to confirm. "Ha." Frederick said with a chuckle, "Don't worry, I'll do as I said." "I'll come out soon." Stella frowned. She threw her mobile phone into her bag and went out. Eli Wayne walked over. "Where are you going? Don't you want to go home with me?" "I have something to deal with. I'll go home after three hours," Stella explained. When she went out, Frederick was standing next to his car, wearing sunglasses and a golden suit. He was a little eye-catching, especially the roses in his hand. He handed them to her and smiled confidently. "Here you are."
"Frederick, do you think you have a high EQ?" Stella Grace asked. "You loved me too, didn't you?" Frederick Addington retorted. "A lot of women have loved you, and many women have been hurt by you. If there is retribution in this world, you will die a horrible death in future." Stella advised. She walked past him and walked out of the surveillance room. Following the flow of people, she entered the magnificent banquet hall. Instead of walking directly to Jasper Milton, she went to the corner of the banquet hall and called him again. Jasper felt the vibration of his mobile phone. He frowned and said, "Sorry, excuse me." He walked out of the banquet hall, went to the private room next door, and answered the phone. "Stella, what's wrong? Is there anything urgent? I'll ask Lieutenant Johnson to deal with it," He said softly. "Where are you now? I want to see you," Stella said softly. "I have something to attend to here." He replied.
Stella Grace slowly lay down on her arms. Looking at the door, her eyes were not focused. She whispered, "I hate mistresses. A mistress destroyed my mother's marriage and my marriage. Now I am going to be the person I hate the most. I don't want it." Stella closed her eyes. Tears flowed down from the corners of her eyes, gliding across her nose and down her temples. Seeing her pained tears, Jasper Milton's heart felt as if it had been stabbed. It was very painful to watch. He wiped away the tears on her face, and his eyes deepened with affection. Things happened so urgently and so quickly that he didn't have time to deal with it. He didn't know how to explain it to her. It was his negligence. "Stella, I won't let you to be a mistress. I promise." Jasper said in a low voice. He then picked Stella up and sent her home. Eli Wayne saw Stella coming back in Jasper's arms. Stella was smelled like alcohol, and Jasper's face was not very pleasant.
Stella Grace knew that the words that came out of Frederick Addington's mouth were definitely up to no good. Since he didn't have any good things to say, why did she want to upset herself? "I don't want to know anything about people or things that have nothing to do with my life." She said resolutely. "It's good that you are clear about it. I heard that Jasper has issued an order to your hospital to have you sign up for the military medical team?" Frederick asked. "You are well-informed. What do you have against Jasper?" Stella sneered and walked ahead. "There was no enmity at first, but he stole my wife, locked me up in the detention center, and made me lose my position as the Deputy Chief. I won't forget every single one of these. Do you think I'll let him go?" Frederick's eyes became colder. "Don't beat around the bush. If I were the as begrudging as you are, you wouldn't even know how many hundred times you have died," Stella said coldly. "
"You just need to tell me whether it's true or not!" Simon Davis was very serious. "It wasn't me." Jasper Milton said firmly, looking ahead sharply. "Come to my place," Simon said curtly and hung up the phone. Jasper looked at Stella Grace. Stella did not know how to face him and turned her back to him. He held her chin, let her faced him, and kissed her lips. Stella wanted to push his chest away. He released her as she wished, and his eyes were as deep as black obsidian. "Don't leave me." Stella's heart tightened. He said it as a statement and not a request. It was a command. However, she felt that he was pleading for her. Was she wrong? As the military chief, he was fierce and ruthless, it was impossible for him to plead her for anything "I have something to rush to now. I'll help you get a taxi." Jasper got out of the car and stopped a taxi. Stella got in the taxi. Jasper gave 100 dollars to th
By the time she realized what had happened, he had placed her on the bed. He looked down at her blushing cheeks and raised the corners of his mouth. "Stella, thank you for coming to me." Stella Grace's heart ached a little, and she felt a bit bitter. "I will not tolerate even a small mistake. I believe in you, but if you betray me one day, I will never be with you again." Stella said firmly, her eyes turning red. "Yes." Jasper Milton responded in a low voice. He lowered his head and kissed her lips. He went down along her lips and past her collarbone, his kisses were very gentle and tender. Stella gently gasped, and her vision was getting more and more muddled. She could no longer think straight. He picked her up and put her on his lap. Facing him this way, she could see clearly the process of them becoming one... Stella looked into his burning eyes. His eyes were blazing, as if he wanted to melt her. Stella turned her face aw