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?"

pain in Stella's waist was dizzying, leaving her at a

from yesterday... I'm sorry, it's all my fault. I almost got Keen

of Stella. "Ms. Cameron,

Rachel, his voice sharp and icy. "Rachel,

not your fault. We didn't know the cake

as Mom. It's not like Rachel picked it

from the collision

ice, cracked open just

the one she'd worried over and

Rachel, his eyes full

looked

was focused on Rachel, his lips pressed into a thin line, his

cared about her

her vision blurring with unshed

Pathetic.

word echoed in her mind,

shut for a moment, then opened them again with a

to her lashes, but her gaze