The Ex-Wife's Burning Elegance

A flash of anger darkened Haynes' eyes as he strode purposefully toward Stella.

Stella's foot slipped, and she nearly lost her balance, but Neville reacted quickly, steadying her before she could fall.

"Thank you," Stella murmured.

She had barely straightened up when a powerful force wrenched her and Neville apart.

Caught off guard, Stella stumbled back two steps and nearly slipped again on the loose gravel beneath her feet.

"Star!" Neville instinctively reached out to catch her.

But before he could, another hand seized Stella's wrist, yanking her forward.

"Stella, Neville-just what do you think you're doing?" Haynes' voice cut through the air, cold and sharp.

Neville gripped Stella's other wrist. "Let go of her, Haynes."

Haynes' expression was icy, his lips pressed into a thin line. He spoke each word slowly, his tone like frost: "You're the one who should let go."

Stella's face paled when she saw who it was.

"Haynes, what are you doing? Let me go!" She struggled, trying to break free from his grasp.

was like a steel trap-unyielding and impossible to escape. The more she

with a smile, looked suddenly grim. "Haynes, Star is divorced from you. She has her own

cold laugh. "I have

completely, pulling Stella away as

held fast to her other hand, blocking their way. "Let her go, Haynes. She doesn't want

grip tightened even more. "If she doesn't want to come with me, does

would let go, and the pain shooting through Stella's

That hurts..."

distress. Seeing how pale she was, he immediately released her

didn't loosen his hold at all-in fact,

her," Neville said icily. "Are you planning

glanced down and

so hard anymore, but he still refused to tet go, as if releasing her would make

softened. "Star,

wrist eased slightly, but before Stella

already pulling her away.

to

could

only watch in silence as the two

to a quiet, secluded corner. Only