Love at the Next Stop

Chapter 48

Chapter 48 She Is Pitiable

She had been dying to ask about Yvonne North. That woman piqued her curiosity, and she put Stella at a loss. When Stella asked that question, she didn’t turn his way, but she could see him glancing at her from the corner of her eyes.

A long while later, he said, “And you said you aren’t jealous.”

Her face turned redder, and she stared downward. “I’m just asking.”

At that, Miles pointed at her face. “So what’s with the blushing?”

Even though there weren’t many people on the streets, Miles would get them into a car crash if he kept driving that way. Hence, Stella quickly stopped the conversation by not talking. She looked outside, and fireworks were donning the sky. They bloomed for a single, gorgeous moment, and then they were gone. She saw fireworks that cost a hundred grand a second on her Twitter before, but they were pretty. Hollowcrest had a lot of rich people, for Stella saw fireworks that bloomed in the shape of a heart, while some bloomed in different colors. They’re gorgeous.

“Look. They’re beautiful.” Stella smiled at him as she spoke.

Upon hearing that, Miles took a glance. “Where are these coming from?”

“I-I think it’s from Lake Jojo.” Stella confirmed the direction. The same place we hugged, and the same place he told me I owe him a child. His mood was really bad then.

Stella thought he would send her home, but he drove further and further away from her house. Instead, he was driving them closer and closer to his house. Today’s New Year’s Eve. Where is he taking me? “Where are you taking me to, Mr. Grant?” she asked. She was a married woman, and staying out for a whole night was making her feel guilty enough, especially when she was staying with Miles.

“Home,” he replied calmly.

“B-But I’m a married woman.” She sounded nervous.

At that, Miles gave her a cryptic look. “So? Does that have anything to do with making dumplings?”

D-Dumplings? Stella thought he was going to be brazen and bring her back to his home so he could do her. “But if you didn’t bump into me, who would you ask for help then?” Stella asked.

woman on the streets,” he said

the streets, and they quickly drove up the hill, where

him, but she couldn’t control herself. Every time she met him, she’d feel like there were two souls arguing within her; one told her not to go near him, whereas the other one

aren’t here, so who is in there? When she

and his father in the house.

meantime, Matthew was wearing an apron, his sleeves rolled up to his elbows, and he was making dumplings. Zachariah was doing nothing but chirping

a loss of what she should

as well. Miles was a sexy man to begin with, and the getup only made him sexier; men

came in too, but he

the restaurant’s

Grant picked you up fast, Miss Johansson,”

why did he say he’d

finally managed to annoy Miles

man’s flick could hurt a lot, especially when the target was a small child like Zachariah,

hunkered down. “There, there. Don’t cry.” Zachariah hugged her, and she gave Miles

Miles smiled. “Someone has to be the

about it in tears. “Mr. Grant’s a meanie!”

told Zachariah, “You must have gotten on his

“You should go and make the dumplings. The rest of the

she was anxious. Stella was wearing black stockings and a tight skirt, so she’d have to sit with her legs apart if she wanted

was in an important event. If she sat with her legs apart, that would make her

her occasionally. “Zack’s mom went on a business trip. It’s our new year, but those guys overseas don’t

used to have that kind of ambition, but

through the corner of her eyes, Stella could see him stopping in his tracks, but she didn’t turn around. Instead, she went on with her dumpling assembly with her side facing

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