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"Get a few things for Stella Harris and deliver it at my house before she wakes up tomorrow." He instructed before hanging up.

Ryan Spence was already on his bed sleeping when his boss instructed him.

Clearing his eyes, he stood up to get them ready.

Stella Harris woke up with an excruciating headache the next morning. She had to hold her head for a couple of minutes to calm her headache.

Looking around, she could already notice she wasn't in her house. Shocked, she woke up fully.

How had she gotten here?

Chris Morgan, after preparing a breakfast for them went up to check on her.

"You are awake."

He said approached her from the door.

Stella Harris froze.

She had actually slept in a man's house.

Like he knew what was going on in her mind, Chris Morgan explained.

"I saw you on the floor at the Atlantis Hotel's garage."

Stella Harris held her head again trying to remember.

All she could recall was when she was drinking at the bar, nothing more.

This man had actually saved her, looking at her body, she was still putting on what she was wearing as at yesterday.

"Oh! Thanks a lot." she thanked him.

"Have a clean up at the bathroom and come downstairs for your breakfast." he said as he pointed towards the bathroom and left.

Stella Harris looked at the other side and saw the female clothes as well as some convenience products he had actually provided for her.

How thoughtful of him. She thought. She was touched by his care.

After freshening up, she went downstairs to meet a feast on the dinning.

He had actually cooked a lot of foods of different kinds.

"What are we celebrating?" She asked.

"You can guess." He responded as he arranged the plates in order for her.

Stella Harris was surprised, she had never seen a man like this. Chris Morgan looked so calm along with his distinguished and god-like features. He was so tall and had a domineering figure like that of a king.

Anyone who sees him could tell he wasn't a simple person, but how come he was being so nice to her?

After the breakfast, Stella Harris went upstairs to pick up her bag. She had to leave immediately.

"Hey, where to?"

Chris Morgan asked when he saw she was about to leave.

"I have to go now, thank you so much for everything." She responded.

"So who do you want to leave this building for? Please stay, I'll feel lonely if you leave." Chris Morgan then said, putting up a pity face like a little child.

Stella Harris: "..."

Dropping her bag, she let him win as she sat down.

"Lets see a movie," She suggested.

"Sure" Chris Morgan agreed immediately. Films were not his things though, what was more important was that she had agreed to stay."

Looking at her face, he could still trace some signs of pains there.

"Is there anything you would like to discuss? I can be your listening ear." It was a Sunday, there was nothing much to attend to, he had all the time in the world for her.

Stella Harris was surprised when she heard him. No one had ever told her to speak. Looking at him, she hugged him and busted out crying. She had no other way to express her broken heart.

Stella Harris didn't try to stop her tears, as she wanted to pour it all out.

This man at her front had no reason to use her.

She had been at his place since yesterday yet he had nothing but respect for her. Chris Morgan was surprised at first but came back to his senses as he embraced her. He got lost at some point as he didn't know how to console a crying woman.

He just hugged her, allowing her to cry her heart out.

Soon, Stella Harris was done crying, she felt so relaxed and comfortable in his embrace that she fell asleep.

Looking down, Chris Morgan saw that she was already asleep. Smiling, he carried her, took her straight to his room, and placed her on the bed.

He then sat down on the couch close to his bed as he watched her sleep.

He could already tell all her tears was because of a man. He wondered who the hell that man was. Was he blind or was he just foolish to hurt such a spec of a woman.

Stella Harris was a very beautiful damsel. Her curves were well set, she had a clean white skin and a long black silky hair. She also looked very brilliant. That man was definitely blind.

Two hours later, Stella Harris woke up. When she opened her eyes, her eyes met with Chris Morgan's gaze.

Immediately sitting up, she greeted him.

How long had he been watching?

Chris Morgan didn't take his eyes off her as he kept looking at her like she was a mystery he had to unravel.

Stella Harris blushed. "umm, I want to use the bathroom." She said and hurriedly left as a form of escape.

Chris Morgan smiled, he knew she was only being shy.

"We still have a movie to complete, come down when you're done." He said and went downstairs to set the movie.

Soon, Stella Harris joined him.

"What's your plans for the future?" he asked her, looking into her eyes.

"For now, just work." she answered.

"Do you have any plans for marriage?"

He asked her.

Stella Harris froze.

Looking at him, "I had initially, but it's shattered. I can't be with him anymore."

She responded. She felt better now. Chris Morgan had actually made her feel better. She just wanted to move on but that didn't mean she was going to let him go just like that. Dada Capling would surely pay for every single pain he had caused her.

"But can you be with me?" Chris Morgan asked.

Stella Harris: "..."

What does he mean? She thought.

Looking at him questioningly.

Chris Morgan understood her look so he explained.

"Since you can't be with him, and I have no one I could be with, how about we go register our marriage?"