The Ex-Wife's Burning Elegance

Chapter 43

"I want a lot, but is it as much as your Rachel?" Stella glanced at Haynes with a slight lift of her eyes. "For your precious Rachel, you gave her my wedding. You dropped one hundred million to launch her career without batting an eye, and then you froze my card, claiming I'm the one who's asking too much?"

Haynes' voice was icy. "These aren't reasons for you to keep targeting Rachel."

Stella retorted with sarcasm, "Oh, it's all on me because Ms. Pearce is pure as the driven snow."

Haynes heard the sarcasm loud and clear, which irked him. Stella seemed unreasonable to him now.

Just as he was about to speak, Stella cut him off. "I hope Mr. O'Brien and Ms. Pearce clear up all the false information about me online. Or else, don't blame me when your reputations get ruined."

Haynes' deep eyes were inscrutable. "Ruined reputations?"

"Yes, Mr. O'Brien, don't you believe it?"

"Not really," he replied dryly.

Stella smiled, not pressing further. "Well, let's wait and see."

on yet

after Haynes left, Neville returned and drove Stella back

...

pick Marvin up from school. Though the storm was far from over, Marvin hadn't seen

the pain in her chest seemed to ease a

this hour, and Stella texted Marvin lest he got anxious. [Sweetie, I'm stuck in traffic and

worry. Just be careful.] A small smile

day, whenever Stella went out, even if she wasn't late, Keen would give her a hard time if she got slightly delayed. Once, when she had a cold and coughed the whole

expression changed,

a deafening noise, Stella lost

...

glass, she heard soft sobbing that slowly brought her

the brakes and slammed into me. I thought...

Stella could see through the cracked windshield the tall, familiar figure of Haynes lifting Rachel out of the car. Rachel? Could Rachel be the one who hit

crying, her face