The Ex-Wife's Burning Elegance

Chapter 389

Keen said, "But... when I studied French with my tutor, Mom never once joined us. And besides..." He glanced toward the stage at Stella, his voice softening, "She speaks even better than my French teacher."

Jasper scoffed, unconvinced. "That's just your opinion. If Stella's French was really that good, why would you need a tutor in the first place? She could have just taught you herself. I bet she just got lucky-knows a few phrases and now she can't wait to show off."

Deanna, overhearing their muttered conversation, couldn't resist butting in. "What exactly did Stella say?"

Rachel pressed her lips together, clearly reluctant, but finally translated Stella's words for Deanna.

Haynes sat in silence, his gaze fixed on the woman standing confidently under the stage lights. For a moment, his gray eyes seemed distant, reflecting something soft and unplaceable-like the memory of a song drifting in from another room.

A memory, long buried, suddenly surfaced.

They had been at the O'Brien estate then. Deanna had brought up the idea of hiring a tutor for Keen to learn a foreign language. Stella had quietly offered, "I could teach Keen," only to be cut off by Deanna's dismissive retort:

"You? Teach Keen? We're hiring a professional language tutor. What could you possibly teach him? If Keen falls behind because of your meddling, I'll hold you responsible."

that, Stella never mentioned

much he didn't know about his former wife.

To him, Stella had always been as plain and unremarkable as a glass of water. He had never once imagined she

love and marriage were separate things. Over the years, he'd never loved Stella, but he'd always believed that simply

stage lights, he felt strangely

Burton burst out laughing. "Well said!

surprise. "Mr.

shot her a mock glare, feigning offense.

world when I

traveled

foreign languages are

grinned, quick to flatter

Burton, not only are

but you're also a language whiz. What a wonderful surprise! We're so lucky