Love at the Next Stop

Chapter 52 Affair

The flight was scheduled to lift off at nine. When Stella had rushed to the airport, Miles was already waiting. He was looking at his watch. Stella could see that he was upset, since he had to wait for his own subordinate.

They stayed in a five-star hotel in America, but to her surprise, Miles reserved two rooms. That made her ease up a little. So he’s not controlled by lust. At least he knows how to tone it down. Buoyed by her good mood, she performed well at the presentation the next day. She only almost got into a small trouble.

The negotiations happened in a business hotel. Stella and Miles sat at one end of the table, while the clients sat at the other end. Aside from being the designer, Stella came as a translator. She didn’t need to translate the clients’ documents because Miles knew English, but she had to translate whatever he said into English because the foreigners didn’t know Mandarin. That perplexed her. If he can listen, then he can speak, can’t he? Why must I translate it? What is he doing?

Miles said, “Invite their staff to come to Solaria for an on-site visit.”

Stella forgot how to translate ‘on-site visit,’ and the conversation went dead for a moment. She wanted to use a replacement phrase, but it wasn’t a rehearsal; it was the real deal. The more nervous she was, the more she couldn’t remember, and she started to sweat.

Miles crossed his arms, leaning back against the chair. At this moment, everyone was looking at her, and she wanted to just find a place to hide.

Subsequently, Miles calmly translated that into English, emphasizing on the word ‘site.’ The clients nodded. His voice was deep, his pronunciation perfect, as if he had lived overseas for many years.

If he’s this proficient, why’d he have to ask me to do it? she thought. From then on, the word ‘site’ was engraved within her mind. It left a deep impression on her, for Miles taught her this word.

Upon wrapping up the negotiations, they went to have a meal. Since she performed badly that day, Stella was crestfallen. She kept eating and didn’t look at Miles. “Why didn’t you get a professional? You know, in case something like that happened again,” she asked, still staring at her plate.

“A professional translator knows nothing about design. Different specialties, different professionals.”

“But you’re proficient in English, so why didn’t you speak in English in the first place?”

“If I did that, there’d be no reason for you to come.”

She gave him a look of complaint, blaming him for unnecessarily asking her to

then they could go home. Miles didn’t go to her room that night, and she could finally feel at ease. Why is he so capricious? I could never understand

flight home, while Miles looked at her coldly. Unbeknownst to her, she had to make a record of the negotiations when she came back. Kevin told her about that

taken some notes during the negotiation then. Now I’ve

told me that too. And once you’re done with the meeting minute, you’ll have to write about how you feel about the negotiations, and in detail please. We’ll have to spread it to the whole department.” Kevin thought it was a ridiculous order, since they never had to

about every detail. Sometimes when she couldn’t remember what Miles had said, she wanted to text him, but it wouldn’t work. He would say, “If I remember what I said back then, then what use do I have of you?” Stella knew that was what he would say

later, a six-page, dual-language Excel form and Word report was made, and Stella emphasized on the word ‘site’ in her report. She reminded herself and everyone that they had to work on their jargon, or they might fail when it came to it. She made the report with heart, and had sent it to her design department colleague. Once she was done with it, she heaved a sigh

her to send it

it to him? What does he mean by that? Stella was shocked. Isn’t an

to send him the

choice, she took the printed and folded copy to the office and knocked on the door. Incidentally, Matthew was there,

brushed past her hand when he reached out for the report—whether on purpose or by accident remained a mystery. Stella pulled her hand back, feeling electrified. Since Matthew was beside them, she

“I see,” Miles said.

Miles on the way down. Stella had the feeling Miles was playing her, like how those old gits would fool around with the women in the company. He’s just filling his void. And I’m a young married woman. He must get the thrills from it. The idea of that

the company. This is where people work. I think we should end our

warning and Zane were time bombs for her. If the affair with Miles went too far and she couldn’t

what do you mean ‘affair’? Is this

is he twisting my words? I’m ending this, not going public with it. But then she realized that they shared no relationship aside from the few times of sex,

no matter what. Every time they had sex, either he initiated it, or she would fall for him. She missed the man in the bed. While she stared at her phone,

he’s going to

was being stupid again, and she didn’t understand what Lisa was getting at.