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.

he asked, “What is

another space that requires your signature but you missed it. It’s right here in the

still on his chair, he gestured for

of them stood together next to his desk as he held a pen in his hand

to a blank

didn’t sign it immediately;

to his deep and steady breathing, she took in the crisp, fresh scent of his after-shower mixed with a thick manly aroma through her nostrils, and she couldn’t help but find herself obsessed

immersed in the scent, and that was when he turned to look at her. “What are

now,” she uttered and spun

into his mind and he stopped her. “Hang

but she didn’t know what it was used for because she had never

your wound. Apply it three times a

in an orderly manner. So, since when do I need him to arrange anything for me? she thought as she kept her eyes

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

the afternoon, Stella already had the six o’clock flight ticket to Murdough in her hands. Even the accommodation was booked, and it would

she had completely fallen out with Zane. Hence, she sent him a simple text that read, ‘The company is sending me for training in Murdough. I’m

look at 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

the meantime, Stella was not expecting a reply from Zane; the act of sending him a text was merely her fulfilling her duty as

of flight later, she touched down in Murdough and settled

was still attending school, she would just stay home to watch TV after classes or

a whole new

the first two days. Now that she had left the city she grew up in, everything

she was queuing up to buy some lemonade in San Marquez Square, she looked around aimlessly and coincidentally saw a

D*mn, I forgot that William is still in Murdough. The world is too small! How can I possibly

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

mood to walk

restrained, elegant and stylish person, but I see today that you have an innocent and lively side as well. I’m more curious about

thinking about how to escape from him. She didn’t have a good impression of this man from the beginning, thinking that he was

his chest, he burst into laughter and asked, “Are you not

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