The Returned Heiress Who Never Fit In

Chapter 39 Would You Marry Him?

“D“mn you and your morn!”

That crude response made the air on the other end of the phone go dead silent for a beat.

Then came Jonathan’s furious voice. “Stella, are you completely out of control now?”

“Hard to say. But I’d say I’m more in control than ever.

Out of control? Ha-

Jonathan snapped, “My mom is your mom too! Try cursing her again, I dare you!”

“You’re just a hick! Your whole life is buried in dirt and still too dumb to tell how deep it is.”

“Stella! Jonathan barked..

And just like that, Stella went right back to cursing him.

Jonathan was fuming. “Tell me where you are right now!”

If he found her now, he’d beat her senseless. Since she came home, she hadn’t given anyone a moment’s peace. And now, even at a time like this, she was still causing trouble.

Stella shot back, “You’re so capable, why don’t you track me down, you dirt mound!”

Before hanging up, she made sure to throw in one last insult.

Jonathan. still holding the phone, nearly passed out from rage when he heard the beeping tone on the line.

He had already been stewing after failing to find her at Kingston Heights.

tried calling her, only to realize she’d blocked his number. He finally borrowed another phone just to get

exchanged more than a few words–only for him to get completely chewed

he wanted nothing more than to find her and

the phone. With a sigh, she muttered, “Does she really hate us that much?

do? We gave her a life she didn’t

shouting, he immediately made another call, ordering someone to find out where

was only one thing on Jonathan’s mind

was going to make her beg just

“Enough. Don’t you have to attend Mr. Parker’s birthday party tonight? Go already. Don’t waste

“And Stella “

once she turns up, Susan said

now, she understood. When it

to coax hier. No matter what, they had to

39 Would You

Finished

“Eddie

McKenzie, the renowned cardiologist

he’d never botched a single

her a teasing grin. “D’mn girl, you’re good at hiding. You had Abraham searching all these years. If he still couldn’t find you, I figured he’d

searching for her all these

the cold–faced

phone. Her brows jumped.

Don’t speak, Abraham said.

What?

through her contacts, messages, WhatsApp,

checking

back. “What is this? I graduated years