The Ex-Wife's Burning Elegance

Chapter 1247

"Why didn't you tell Harold you were leaving?" Stella asked softly.

"I woke up from a nap and he was gone," Joshua replied. "I figured he had left."

"And why didn't you answer your phone?"

He pulled out his phone and glanced at it. "The battery's dead."

Stella was quiet for a few moments. "Joshua, the wind is strong tonight, and it's cold. You haven't fully recovered yet. You shouldn't be out here. Let's go back. If you want to see the ocean, I'll bring you back during the day when you're feeling better."

Just then, she sneezed. She had been dressed for the auction, and her clothes were thin. In her rush to find him, she hadn't had time to change. The biting sea wind was already making her shiver.

rock and draped his jacket over her shoulders. "I'm sorry I

up in the hospital for so long; it was natural for him to feel bored and want to get out. And he had been injured

a few days off," she said. "You

in wandering around alone,"

car, Neville watched from a distance as Stella and Joshua approached. He

opened the back door. Stella got in first, followed by Joshua, who

were settled. "Thank

was nothing," Neville replied. "It's

man, Mr. Connolly," Joshua continued. "I apologize for wasting so much of your time. It's Harold's fault, really. He overreacts to everything. I

the subtext perfectly. Joshua was ostensibly blaming Harold, but he was really telling Neville how much Stella Cared, how she had dropped everything at the auction to rush to his side. In that moment, Neville certain: Joshua had done this

turient, Neville wasi

are you free tomorrow evening? My grandmother bought a new painting and