Love at the Next Stop

Chapter 66 Stella Bit Me

Unlike Miles, Stella was down in the dumps. When they reached the door, she took out his slippers from the cabinet at the side since she noticed that he didn’t change into slippers last night and wore his shoes instead.

“They’re for me?” Miles questioned. “Not for that person?”

Stella’s expression changed slightly. Only Xavier Daniels had ever been here. Is he referring to him? She was currently crouched on the floor, helping him with the slippers as he still had to try the fit of the slippers though he was leaving soon. After all, she bought him size 44. “How did you know that he was here?” she asked.

“Don’t let me see such a thing in the future.” Miles’ voice was so cold that it was as though it came from the depths of hell.

A chill struck Stella. Did he see Xavier Daniels coming up? Is that why Xavier Daniels was demoted from company CEO to sales director? And is that why he was so furious that day that he told me to either do it or buzz off? He saw it, so he was jealous? As she remained crouched before him, she appeared indescribably dainty.

Then, she opened the door for him, only to be greeted by the sight of someone outside her door with a lifted hand as though a second away from knocking on her door. Utter shock gripped her, for it was Yulia. At this very moment, she felt as though there was a burning ember within her.

Yulia wasn’t aware of her relationship with Miles, so she stared blankly at Stella, who was in her pajamas, and Miles, who was about to leave; their relationship became evident at a single glance.

Likewise, Stella was frozen to the spot, but Miles wasn’t affected at all.

As Yulia looked at Miles dazedly, she greeted him. “President Grant.”

Grunting an acknowledgment, Miles strode past Stella.

“President Grant…” Yulia trailed off, reluctant to allow him to leave. Yet, she didn’t know what to say to him, so she merely stood there woodenly.

Miles glanced over his shoulder, awaiting the rest of her utterance.

a split lip!” Yulia blurted to cover her embarrassment since she

cast a glance

to bang her head against the wall. Isn’t this a blatant proclamation of our relationship to Yulia? But I don’t know

the house blankly, her eyes fixed straight ahead. For a moment, regret, resentment, and rage flashed

she glimpsed four or five used condoms in the trash can in the middle of the living room, all of them chock full of… that man’s fluid. She smiled bitterly at the sight of it. Ah, condoms! Condoms. It

alight on the condoms. All at once, she was so ashamed that she wanted to jump off the building. She stood at the side apprehensively without saying a single word, not knowing how to explain things between her and Miles. No matter what, I’m still

a while, Yulia

days, Miles never again visited Stella’s place, nor did he do anything that crossed the line in the office. Once, he came to her department to have a meeting, and Stella poured him a glass of water, to which he said ‘thank you’. Even as his wedding date drew closer, he didn’t bother telling her about his plan. Thus, Stella assumed that he was cutting off ties with her in preparation for his marriage. Inexplicably, desolation engulfed her. Despite

asked her to go out with her. Since the sky was overcast, she declined, suggesting that they’d talk about anything important the next day, but Yulia insisted. “Come down. I

so she relented in the end. When she went downstairs, a sudden clap of thunder rang out, signaling impending rain. Fortunately, Yulia’s car was already waiting

idea why Yulia came here, but still, she trailed behind her. Yulia went up to the third floor and stopped in front of a private room before pushing open the door silently. Due to the noise in the room and her light movement,

Stella leaned close to the gap in the door and took a peek, but the scene within had her heart shattering in an instant into a thousand

Grant… Was

he smoked, his condescending bearing making it seem

so, I’ll continue singing, okay?” that young girl murmured. Her waist was extremely slender, her

of Miles was a row of similar-looking young girls. Makes sense. He’s a rich man, after all, so buying hundreds of such a nightclub isn’t a big deal, let alone patronizing it for fun. Stella couldn’t stand watching such a heartbreaking scene, but still, she continued peeking through the gap in the door. Rumor has it that anything goes in such a nightclub,

tilted his head. When he glimpsed a pair of

gotten into the car, the skies opened, and it poured. In the car, Stella

and yes, you’re indeed beautiful, but let me analyze things for you objectively. First of all, there’s the issue of

that’s quite a close relationship. If she has to see him often in the future, it certainly won’t feel good for her. Or perhaps she’s truly doing this for my good. No matter how she found out that he’s patronizing such a place today, there’s one thing I know for certain—it

arrived below her place, “Take care of yourself, Stella.”

home, she burst into tears again. It was the umpteenth time she’d wept because of Miles. That man took my heart, yet

to pour herself a glass of water, she heard someone knocking on her door. She glanced up at the clock. It’s already 11:30. Who could it be at this hour? With eyes swollen like