The Ex-Wife's Burning Elegance

Chapter 135

"Why's it so noisy in here?" A deep, cool voice suddenly paused as Haynes noticed Rachel had been scalded.

Haynes strode forward, instinctively pushing Stella aside.

"Rachel, are you okay?"

Stella swayed on her feet, her body running on empty after a sleepless night and untouched meals. When Haynes shoved her, her knees buckled - she barely caught herself against the edge of the table, the impact jolting through her bruised ribs.

Rachel's hand was a mess of blisters from the scalding.

This time, she didn't have to pretend; the pain brought real tears to her eyes.

"Haynie, I don't know what I did to upset Ms. Cameron, but she just dumped the oatmeal all over me..."

Only then did Haynes notice Stella, who was pale and shaken from the collision.

After a sleepless night, Stella looked worn and haggard.

Haynes was taken aback for just a second before his face turned cold.

"Stella, what kind of stunt are you pulling now?"

waist was dizzying, leaving

storm. "Maybe Ms. Cameron still holds a grudge from yesterday... I'm sorry, it's all my fault. I almost got Keen in

up and attempted to kneel in front of Stella. "Ms. Cameron, hit me if you must. I'm ready

Rachel, his voice sharp and icy. "Rachel,

"Rachel, it's not your fault. We didn't know the cake had nuts in

menu as Mom. It's not like Rachel picked it on purpose! If Mom hadn't chosen the nut cake, I wouldn't

as the pain from the collision began

heart, already cold as ice, cracked open just a little

her child, the one she'd worried

staring at Rachel, his

looked at

was focused on Rachel, his lips pressed into a thin

asked if she was hurt or cared about her

a hollow chuckle, her vision

Pathetic.

her mind, sharp

moment, then opened them again with a

to her lashes, but her gaze