Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Chapter 2085

Beck had little patience for sentimentality as he pushed the person back.

"Get lost, don't push your luck."

Right now, Stella's head was pounding so severely that, when pushed, she just slumped into the couch, closing her eyes as tears began to stream down her face.

Beck initially thought he might have been too forceful, a frown of concern knitting his brows, yet he found himself at a loss for words.

To be fair, Stella had been nothing but trouble for him, and he knew he shouldn't have gotten so close to this so-called 'sister' of his.

He sat beside her, diverting his attention to his laptop to check on the investments he had made, which had all turned a handsome profit.

An hour later, he noticed Stella almost tumbling off the couch.

From his angle, all he could see was her pale, tear-streaked profile.

Approaching her, he adjusted her position to prevent her from falling.

Stella had a naturally alluring face, the kind that could ensnare hearts even in the most conservative attire, making anyone think she had a side gig as a temptress, especially with those overly dramatic, foxy eyes. Even in distress, they had a way of softening the hardest of hearts.

finally understood why he hadn't grown to

his hand when Stella's cheek

crying, but awake, she seemed

quite

the room she had stayed in before, laying her on the bed. Stella, feeling warm, kicked off the blanket,

gaze, covering her with the blanket before leaving

to relationships, but something about this situation urged him

friends were quick to respond, and Beck changed into casual wear, ready to

the bar,

asked for

Sanders, I'll text

Beck realized the address was one of his

but often by his

He drove there immediately.

he tossed his car keys to the valet and entered

but bound and blindfolded, unaware

leg lightly and removed

man wince, but upon recognizing

on a nearby couch, raised an