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.

grown to despise her; he was

to retract his

crying,

didn't quite

again, he opted to carry her upstairs to the room she had stayed in before, laying her on the bed. Stella, feeling warm, kicked off the blanket, her clothes

covering her with the blanket before

he felt a burning sensation, a feeling he recognized as trouble. He wasn't new to relationships, but something about this situation urged him to call his buddies for

Beck changed into casual wear, ready

he was about to drive to the bar, his phone rang with news of the hacker's

he asked for the

text you the

hanging up, Beck realized the address was one

used by him but

He drove there immediately.

arrival, he tossed his car keys

but bound and blindfolded, unaware

kicked the man's leg lightly and

light made the man wince, but upon recognizing Beck, his pupils dilated

seat on a