Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Chapter 2069

Beck's gaze landed on Stella.

Stella clutched her throat, her eyes brimming with involuntary tears.

Morgan was still fuming, "Just you wait!"

Beck was taken aback by Morgan's attitude towards his sister, his brows furrowing in concern.

After coughing for a few minutes, Stella managed a laugh towards Beck.

"Beck, you should go. Thanks for walking me home."

A pang of something bitter and complicated hit Beck's heart. He opened his mouth to speak but found himself at a loss for words.

In Stella, he saw a resignation to fate, a smile that seemed to shrug off life and death alike. It was as if she had accepted her uncertain future, living each day as it came.

He got back into his car, deep in thought, before finally rolling down the window.

"You're a Sanders, for heaven's sake. Don't let just anyone push you around."

Stella stood there, hand still on her neck, silent.

As Beck drove off, he could still see her through his rearview mirror, standing alone.

After waiting a bit, Stella entered the living room to find almost everything smashed - clearly Morgan's handiwork.

Morgan strode in, his gaze cold and lifeless.

about crossing Bonnie if I were you.

Stella ignored his threat and headed for her

wrist, his

up? I know Bonnie used to bully you, but wasn't it deserved? If you hadn't provoked her, would she have bothered you? Let me make it clear, Bonnie is my queen, and you better think about the consequences."

your sister died because of you,

disgust in Morgan's eyes was unmistakable as he retorted

aren't you? If you really

realization dawning on

kind of person she was

to her room to check

the forum. Morgan found out he's been cuckolded and went after Alan in a rage last night. But he's no match for Alan; they're completely at odds

en

smirk crossed

"And Alan?"

favorite, probably for the thrill of it

games they

your next

Dad cut

you lead him into

high-interest loans. Avoid the

they have ties with

about the JG crew? They're the next

a moment before responding, "Let's go with

wrist, covered with scars from past

until her eyes grew sore, then slowly