Love at the Next Stop

Chapter 140 Planning My Pregnancy

Yulia knew that Miles would not side with her, so she let go of his arm.

“Stella Johansson, you don’t have to fake it! You’re nothing but the daughter of a rapist!” She did not hold back on her attack.

“That’s enough!” Miles sternly rebuked Yulia to stop her from saying more.

In spite of the accusation hurled at her, Stella was very calm. “My father has confessed to me about his criminal background during New Year, so you don’t have to keep reminding me of it. No matter what my family background is, it is none of your business!”

Previously, the tension between Yulia and Stella had been bubbling under the surface, and they both knew it. But today, their war was finally brought out into the open.

Yulia knew that Miles would not help her, so she quickly changed her tone. “Mrs. Xenon, are you attending the photography exhibition to avenge your ex-boyfriend? Aren’t you worried that you’d make President Xenon jealous?”

When speaking, Yulia highlighted the words ‘Mrs. Xenon’ and ‘ex-boyfriend’ to remind Stella of her place.

Stella smirked and dismissed her. “This issue is between me and President Grant! You should stay out of it.”

Then, she turned around to leave. She figured that Audrey was probably in the darkroom because she could not see Audrey anywhere. Hence, she wanted to head over to find Audrey.

“Why did you do that?” Miles asked her from behind.

“President Grant, I wronged you, and I feel guilty for it. Of course, I would not want to see you surrounded by women like Yulia—they only know how to create discord.” When she addressed Miles, she looked at him with her head held high, showing no sign of affection for him.

After this event, I guess Yulia will not have the confidence to face Miles anymore. She always believed that Miles did not know that she had been raped.

Stella left them and went to look for Audrey in the darkroom. Inside, Audrey was peeking out furtively, asking, “Miles probably won’t see us here, will he?”

“Why are you asking?”

“Think about it: I sent your nudes to him, and he likely thought I did that because I got into a conflict with you. But today, we’re here at the exhibition as besties. He might find out about our plan.” Audrey stole another glance outside, worried that Miles would enter the darkroom at any minute.

Stella thought over Audrey’s words and decided that it was a valid concern.

March was a month full of sunshine. However, a downpour happened on a gloomy afternoon. At first, Stella had planned to stay in the factory, but Zachariah said he had prepared a gift for her, his ‘Mommy’, and persuaded her to come home.

In the past, Zachariah loved to call Stella ‘Mommy’ because he was close to her. Although that embarrassed her sometimes, it made her happy. Now, when she was legally his stepmother, she suddenly felt awkward and weird when he did the same thing.

act, Stella would answer him whenever he called her

his way home

that the rain had gotten heavier. Unfortunately, she had no umbrella in her office because she had recently moved in and did not bring all

was not spacious. One could see her office from the entrance of the

distance away. Seated grimly in the car, he observed Matthew’s car driving into the grounds of the

he was smoking, he saw Stella run out of her office and hop down the stairs, all the while holding a piece of wood on top of

been waiting for her at the entrance. When he saw her drenched look, he hurriedly walked up to her and shielded her from the rain with the umbrella with great concern. The two seemed to be discussing

forced

use an umbrella? What would you do if you catch a cold?” When

got into his car. “I wonder what Zachariah is going to give me tonight. I look forward

and shook his head.

and Matthew soon drove them out of the factory. In the middle of the heavy rain, he did not spot Miles’ car parked by the roadside. As for Stella, she was busy guessing Zachariah’s gift for

smirked coldly at the sight of the

home, Zachariah told them that he had created a drawing at school as a gift for Stella.

had drawn some human figures, she could not identify the subjects. He had drawn four figures on the paper, which he labeled as ‘Daddy’, ‘Mommy’, ‘Zachariah’ and

as she drowned in her sorrows. The drawing reminded her of the child she had miscarried, the final child that she had carried before she was diagnosed as infertile. She felt pained whenever she thought of the lost child

her mouth to muffle her sobbing, but her abnormal

of Miles’ children. Indeed, I am very talented in masking my pain, especially when

in her life. Being the child he was, Zachariah pressed on about the ‘sad events’ that she

my problem anyway. Why are you yelling at the kid? Zachariah, I was thinking of the

while and asked,

down. She could not explain

upstairs. I think you

said, “This has nothing to do with him. I was the one who should

worn out, she decided to call it a day and

his son a careless flick on the forehead. “Next time, don’t ask things that you aren’t supposed

be

small sigh at Zachariah’s

later, Stella planned to go to Murdough. At night, she told Matthew about it, whereby he offered to send her to the airport. Since her flight was not at peak hour, there would barely be any traffic on her way there. Considering that going to the airport would be a detour for Matthew, she decided

Ever since he understood her undying love for Miles, he had not taken any

for a long time over her lost child and, as a result, woke up late the next day. She lazily washed her face, put on her makeup, and put on a pair of white strappy ballerinas before heading out to the airport. She had forgotten how difficult it was to hail a cab in the neighborhood. Upon realizing that,

not help but recall how Miles had always driven