Love at the Next Stop

Chapter 125

Chapter 125 Living Together

In the living room, Miles said to Stella, “Go and get changed.”

At that, Stella wrapped the shawl around her body and went to the bedroom.

“You’re living together?” William asked cautiously.

“Can’t you see it yourself?” Miles asked rhetorically and let William into the house.

The room was quite neatly arranged, and William knew at a glance that it was done by someone with OCD. Since it was unlikely that it was Miles, it could only be Stella.

As the two people sat on the sofa, William revealed that he had come this time to discuss a small project with Miles and wanted to ask if he could do it.

Later, Stella came out from the bedroom wearing a T-shirt belonging to Miles and a pair of black pants. The baggy top and tight bottoms made for an attractive look on her. She didn’t intend to wear Miles’ clothes, but unfortunately, she had put all her clothes into the washing machine today. After all, it was autumn now, and so she had washed and put away all her summer clothes. It would be very hot to wear autumn clothes at home, and so she could not find any of her own clothes to wear.

When she poured water for William, the latter slowed down his talking and kept staring at her. While William was not aware about his actions, all of it was spotted by Miles, who glanced at Stella.

After Stella put down the teapot, Miles pulled her to his side, causing Stella to fall on the sofa and against his shoulder. But she did not resist either. Anyway, she could not understand Miles and William’s conversation, so she obediently lay on Miles’ shoulder and played with his hand.

William felt rather absent-minded.

That evening, he and Miles talked for a long time, and Miles was pleased with William’s ability, so he gave the latter a very small part of the subcontracting project. After William left, Miles asked Stella why she wore his clothes when there were guests. “I’ve washed all my clothes, so there were no more clothes for me to wear,” Stella replied matter-of-factly. “Besides, it’s just the T-shirt that’s yours.” Bowing her head, she looked at the T-shirt.

“Well, you’re mine too,” Miles half-jokingly said.

After meeting her, William felt that Stella had changed, but he could not say how exactly. He only felt that she seemed to be more charming and seductive to a man. With every step she took, she was brimming with style and character, like a budding rose or a juicy peach. Even though she was Miles’ woman, he also yearned to have a taste of her.

In fact, he felt that he was poisoned with lust after seeing her.

So, the next day, he secretly went to her store to stalk her every move. William’s eyes were full of greed and lust when he saw her slender waist and plump chest. He didn’t notice Miles coming from behind, saying, “Are you tired of living?”

“P-President Grant?” William looked flustered, and his whole body was trembling. When Stella heard the commotion outside, she turned to see Miles and William standing there and thought the two had something going on.

she walked out of the store with a puzzled gaze,

said, then he

what happened, but the

he seemed slightly

was eyeing his woman, how

and after eating, he started ironing his clothes while Stella sat on the sofa, looking at him in awe. She had felt since long ago that many men did what were traditionally women’s chores much more sexily and professionally

elbows were propped up on the sofa against her face as she looked on with interest. “Why don’t you let Mrs. Jude iron your clothes?” She didn’t speak clearly because she had

know

how

feel comfortable letting her

that this was a good point. If she ironed the clothes terribly, it would affect

me? Do you feel comfortable letting me

his head to look at Stella, then smiled slightly.

iron clothes in the store, so I know how to and am

to iron

on, then!”

down the iron and stretched out a hand to pull her up. Out of inertia, Stella fell into Miles’ arms, and she raised her

take up the duties of a housewife in the future? Hmm?” Miles asked her as he wrapped his arm around Stella’s waist. Stella’s heart was thumping really hard against her chest. Every time she was alone with him like this, her hormones

hand gently traced on Miles’ chest, her eyes misty as she asked, “Whose

“Who do you think?”

“I don’t know.”

learned to flirt with me? But it did pique his

understand?” Miles

tilted her head

try and see whose housewife you are?” In a flash,

panicked and broke away from him before she rushed off

so he went to the bed, took off his clothes, and let Stella give him a massage. As the wind blew in from the window,

on the bed, she stood up, bent

the feeling when Stella gave him a massage, so he would always

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