Love at the Next Stop

Chapter 22 His Stamp of Possession

Meanwhile, Zane was already home. He was sitting on the sofa, smoking, his expression dejected. When he saw that Stella was back, he remarked, “I’m going on a business trip next week.”

Oh, the order came so quickly! I’ve only walked a short distance, yet he’s already aware of it. Nevertheless, his attitude seems good today, unlike his usual arrogant self who wears his hatred for me on his face. “Got it. So, how long is your business trip?” Stella had long since known about his business trip, so she felt a tad guilty now to put on an act with him.

“About a month.”

“So long?” Surprise flooded Stella; she thought that Zane would only be gone for four or five days, but never had she thought that it’d be that long.

relationship. It’s because I love you that I couldn’t accept it after learning that you’d been intimate with another man. I didn’t know that Ximena faked her pregnancy. Other women merely want me for my money even though I’m not the wealthiest man. I now know that I was too nasty in the

He’s turning over a new leaf! A wealth of warmth suffused her. But then, Miles Grant… Feeling rather conflicted,

was it the same as her colleagues. However, she recognized this chair. It’s the chair in Miles Grant’s office! What’s the meaning of this? Is he putting his stamp of possession on my chair? Afraid of attracting her colleagues’ notice and causing a huge uproar, she sat down

had come to the office. When he walked out, he cast a glance at Stella’s desk, and Stella saw him as well, but she promptly averted her gaze. There were tacit feelings between them, but Stella was

It was as though he’d changed into a different person, for he even sent her a WhatsApp message after leaving. ‘I’ve already arrived at Guggenheim. Take care of yourself.’ Perhaps he’d suffered a

was only 24 years old, so she’d appear old-fashioned if she were to wear a black mink jacket. However, Zane didn’t buy it in black but aqua green, which was why it was very fitting for her youthful and vivacious self. Stella hadn’t been living under a rock, so she knew that it must have cost a pretty penny. It must have cost somewhere around 20,000 to 30,000. He has truly spent quite a fortune. In the blink of an eye, all her past grievances with him disappeared

the envious gazes of her female colleagues at the office. Before work, they all gathered around her. “How nice to have a