The Returned Heiress Who Never Fit In

Chapter 107 You Call That a Proposal

Stella couldn’t help but hiss internally. Seriously?

“Ethan, back in the day, women jumped through hoops–did you leave your brain at the door instead?”

At that, Ethan’s mind practically exploded; he shouted, “Stella”

He was furious, Isn’t this exactly what she wanted? All the mess she stirred up lately, hadn’t it been to force me to give in?

But now… this wasn’t a tantrum

Ethan realized it then–Stella wasn’t throwing a fit.

“You better think this through. Those men aren’t going to marry you. You really want to live in such disgrace forever?”

“Tm disgraceful, but at least I’m still alive. Maybe worry more about whether Lillian’s sickly self can survive. Your brain’s bound up too tight–you can’t even untangle it.

Stella spun on her heel to leave. Then she paused, tossed back one more line, “Also, I’m not marrying you. You’re not what I

want

Clear enough, right? Blant enough?

If he s

didn’t get it, he really had rocks ranling around in his head.

her, trembling

behind

breathing turned

does she want to marry the guy who owns

Well… she was already living there. If she wanted to marry him, it wouldn’t

all, just getting into that place meant she’d taken a

never even dreamed of

going. “Ha. The guy

was the Reed family’s

the man behind Verdant Villa? Ethan had

wasn’t some simple

it be…? That guy from Stella’s office earlier? The thoughts tangled

why don’t

reeked. What kind

office, Stella

I poured you a cup

“Hmm.”

and headed straight into

in earlier was too handsome- handsomer than Ethan even–and the vile he gave off was

of

set down the coffee and yanked her

and the others peeked through the blinds just in time to see Stella fall into his embrace.

really good–looking. Not just regular handsome ridiculously so. And Mr. Keene Chasing after a sickly girl? It’hatever. Good thing