Love at the Next Stop

Chapter 42

Chapter 42 Here to See My Woman

Therefore, Stella didn’t dare to move as he placed one hand on her back and touched her bruise gently with another hand.

Jerking her face away in reflex, she said, “It’s painful.”

With knitted brows, he released his hand and asked, “How did you hurt yourself?”

“I-I knocked myself accidentally.” She had lied with her head hanging low.

“You knocked yourself? How would it be possible to knock yourself here?” he argued. A few moments later, he asked angrily, “He hit you?”

Keeping her silence, she was amazed that he could guess it so quickly as she felt his grip on her back tightening.

Do you think that I can’t do anything about it? he thought as he snorted.

With lightning speed, he picked out the registration form from a pile of paper and scribbled his signature at the bottom, which turned out to be rather beautiful.

“Go and fill up this form. When you’re done, I’ll book you a flight tonight and you can leave this evening.” He didn’t even ask the reason why Zane hit her, probably because he already had an idea, or maybe, he simply couldn’t bear to hear it!

Stunned and confused, Stella told him that the training was planned to begin in five days, so how should she explain to Zane if she left now?

When Miles heard that, he was mad with fury. “What’s there to explain to a jerk like him?”

“But if I don’t explain myself, he’ll be alert and put up his guard against me. By that time—” This time, she spoke very fast in front of him.

“What’s he guarding against? Until when, you mean?” he asked while staring at her. Clearly, he could already tell what she was planning in her mind.

As he spoke, she could feel his body temperature spreading toward her, and it made her feel hot. The warmth from a man’s body was like a spell to her, and she slipped down from his lap, muttering, “I’m going out now.”

Miles didn’t urge her to stay, and when she was in the corridor, she saw on the registration form that his signature was needed on another spot. Perhaps her form was the first that he signed, which explained why he hadn’t seen that it needed two of his signatures.

Spinning around, she knocked on his office door once again, and he said in a cold and stern voice, “Come in.”

his trousers. He seemed to be putting on his belt with his head looking downward and he was still topless, looking effortlessly sexy.

“President Grant,” she called.

head, he asked, “What is

here in the middle, so maybe you didn’t see

his shirt still on his chair, he gestured for her

desk as he held a pen in his hand while he was

a blank spot.

immediately; he

in the crisp, fresh scent of his after-shower mixed with a thick manly aroma

he had looked through the form and signed it, she was still immersed in the scent, and that was when he turned to look at

Nothing. I’m leaving now,” she

came into his mind and he stopped her.

but she didn’t know what it was used for because she had never used one like that before, so she

help your wound. Apply it three times

an orderly manner. So,

it on you?” he said, interrupting her thoughts. Hurriedly, she took

three in the afternoon, Stella already had the six o’clock flight

with Zane. Hence, she sent him a simple text

the text and uttered, “I’ve never seen such an irresponsible wife before.” Looks like it’s only a matter of time before I take her place, she

reply from Zane; the act of sending him a text was merely her fulfilling her duty as his ‘wife’, and it was not her problem if the husband wanted to reply

down in Murdough and settled in after hailing a cab to the

house. When she was still attending school, she would just stay home to watch TV after

whole new

prior to the training, she went around the city by herself for the first two days. Now that she

some lemonade in San Marquez Square, she looked around aimlessly and

face the other way and thought, D*mn, I forgot that William is still in Murdough. The world is

hadn’t noticed her and he passed by her while speaking to another person, which made

the first time that she was in the mood to walk around leisurely. While she was walking around, a

of you as a restrained, elegant and stylish person, but I see today that you have an innocent and lively side

have a good impression of this man from the beginning, thinking that he was just a rich kid who loved to spend his family’s fortune. “Why do I keep running into people who spoil my mood?”

around his chest, he burst into laughter and

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