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.

crossing Bonnie if I were

Stella ignored his threat and

wrist, his eyes flashing with

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

because of you,

in Morgan's eyes was unmistakable as he

you? If you really died, I'd celebrate

skipped a beat, a sad realization dawning on her. Morgan would never regret

kind of person

headed back to her room

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

en

smirk crossed

"And Alan?"

not just Bonnie. But Bonnie's his favorite, probably for the

games

your next

have Dad cut off Morgan's

you lead him

high-interest loans. Avoid the

have ties with the Sanders

about the JG crew? They're the next toughest bunch after

silent for a moment before responding, "Let's go

glanced at her wrist, covered with scars from past suicide

her