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

missed it. It’s right here in the middle, so

shirt still on his chair, he gestured

as he held a pen in his hand while he was still topless. Then,

pointed to a

didn’t sign it immediately; he simply glanced at

his deep and steady breathing, she took in the crisp, fresh scent of his after-shower mixed with a thick manly aroma

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

she uttered and

into his mind and he stopped her.

hearing that, Stella turned and saw a box of multi-purpose healing cream, but she didn’t know what it was used for because she had never used one like that before, so she looked at him in

your wound. Apply it three times a

an orderly manner. So, since when do I need him to arrange anything for me? she

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

efficient at work; by three in the afternoon, Stella already had the six o’clock flight ticket to Murdough in her hands.

a simple text that read, ‘The

an irresponsible wife before.” Looks like it’s only a matter of time before I take her place, she

expecting a 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

flight later, she touched down in Murdough and settled in after hailing a cab to

first time here. Growing up in Hollowcrest City her whole life, she was usually a homey person and rarely stepped out of the house. When she was still attending school, she would just

was a whole

herself for the first two days. Now that she had left the city she grew up in, everything in Murdough seemed fascinating for her and

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

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

her and he passed by her while speaking to another person, which made her breathe a

from a straw. Murdough was a very lively city indeed, and it was the first time that she was in the mood to walk around leisurely. While she was walking around, a figure blocked her path out of the blue and she released her straw slowly. D*mn

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

good impression of this man from the beginning, thinking that he was just

laughter and asked, “Are

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