Love at the Next Stop

Chapter 20

Chapter 20 Get a Divorce, Stella Johansson

The doctor’s brows furrowed. “She wasn’t pregnant. The blood was from a blood bag she punctured. God knows what she was trying to do.”

Stella, who was sobbing, was shocked upon hearing this. She wasn’t pregnant? Ximena Yard used the excuse of a child to pressure us to get a divorce?

Later on, Zane rushed over as well. Miles stood there without shying away, but Zane merely glanced at him before sprinting to Ximena’s ward.

“There’s nothing for us here, so let’s go,” Miles said to Stella.

Inwardly, Stella thought, Since Zane Levitt ran into Ximena Yard’s ward as soon as he arrived, that means he doesn’t respect me, so I don’t need to give him any quarter either. Either way, we’ve long since shed all pretense of civility. Hence, she left with Miles.

as well. At that moment, Stella stood beside a stall that sold cotton candy. She loved eating cotton candy when she

ducked his head and barked a cough that was colored with amusement. Knowing that

candy that delicious?” Miles questioned as he kept his gaze fixed on her, drumming

Zane and Ximena, but she’d been proven wrong. Since she was sticking out her tongue to lick the cotton candy, she merely nodded as

silent. Thereafter, he blurted, “Get a divorce,

thousands of times inwardly, and I’m someone exceedingly familiar to him… The notion of ‘divorce’ had played in her mind thousands of times, so she didn’t find it surprising when someone else mentioned it. Rather, it was him calling her by name that had her feeling as though claws were raking across

yet? I’ll give you time,” Miles declared, making

to his bedroom and went to bed, appearing extremely weary, and this had her baffled. But on second thought, this makes sense. Ximena Yard was faking a pregnancy and even duped him, so he’s naturally thankful to

didn’t affect Stella, and she went to work as usual. When she was about to get off work the next day, something

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