The Ex-Wife's Burning Elegance

At those words, everyone turned to look at Stella.

She looked a little startled herself.

Abby, who understood Foreman's intentions better than most, quickly tried to smooth things over with a warm smile. "Looks like Mr. Richards is just as tired as the rest of us. Why don't we all get some rest?"

Foreman nodded and called over the butler. "Please prepare two rooms for Ms. Cameron and Ms. Murphy."

The butler gave a respectful nod. "Right away, sir."

After their rooms were ready, Stella made her way to Abby's room.

Frowning slightly, Stella asked, "Abby, do you think it's really appropriate for us to stay at Foreman's place?"

Abby replied, "It's certainly better than you getting caught up in trouble. Besides, I'm here with you. What's there to worry about? And Foreman's not that kind of guy. I really don't think he'd try anything."

Stella shook her head. "It's not that I'm worried about him doing anything-I just feel like we're imposing."

Abby knew Stella well; she'd never been comfortable with even a hint of impropriety around men.

"I'll go talk to Foreman," Abby offered.

Stella nodded in agreement.

there was a knock at Stella's

Abby entered with Foreman.

tells me you're not comfortable staying here.

that. I'm just not used to staying in someone else's

her divorce, Stella had always lived in her own place-she'd rarely

have my people check out the hotels in the city to

a

you, Foreman. I appreciate

smiled. "Whether it's because of "Whether our friendship, or for Haynie's sake, this is the least I can do.

do my

ve

it

sorted within three days. In the meantime, I'm

feel she could refuse him

next morning, when Foreman came downstairs, he found

in the kitchen.

a few prescriptions

years working alongside Mr. Burton, Stella was more than

preparing nourishing soups

kind to accept

had been hurt because of her, he'd sheltered both her and Abby,