The Returned Heiress Who Never Fit In

Chapter 222 A Love No Longer Hidden

The fragile distance she had worked so hard to maintain last night, it had been completely shattered.

Was she supposed to hide it for the rest of her life?

The title of “brother and sister”

she hadn’t wanted to keep that up for a long

time now.

Stella’s eyes turned red as she sniffled, but seeing that Abraham still hadn’t turned around, her voice grew hoarse.

She had already braced herself for any storm that might come.

Finally, Abraham turned.

In the dim light, it was impossible to read his expression. His long legs carried him straight to her bedside.

Feeling the pressure of his presence, Stella instinctively tried to shrink away.

But the next second, his hand slipped under the blanket, grabbed her waist, and pulled her out.

“You–you’re mad, aren’t you? But you were the one who I didn’t seduce you.

-you…”

Her voice was panicked, tripping over her words as she tried to explain.

She hadn’t taken the initiative – but she hadn’t resisted either.

Abraham’s cool lips crashed down on hers.

Stella’s breath caught.

Her mind stalled completely as the kiss deepened, fierce and unrelenting, stealing away any room she had to escape.

Her pupils contracted sharply, her breathing quickened, and her mind spun into chaos.

Time passed.

did he finally let her go, clear displeasure in his eyes at

together, and his

myself on you? Is that what you’re

numb, but she nodded

Stella plan to do

Her mouth twitched.

me? Isn’t this your

What was he implying?

to push all

could shoulder any burden but not this

your responsibility,”

“You tell me

what should I do?‘

voice broke into a sob, full

Clearly, she was desperate.

would still insist on treating her like a

that even

wouldn’t be

panicked tone, Abraham’s eyes filled with amusement.

she cried. “If you don’t, I’m not letting you

uncontrollably

so many years in an instant, she

had been

like for her all these years. Especially after leaving

that endless separation.

she could

didn’t know how much influence the Seng family still had

constant, gnawing worry and longing had tormented

have to take responsibility…

tears flowed freely now, a dam that had

patted her back. “Alright. I’ll take responsibility. Don’t

take responsibility,” she sniffled, rubbing

his clothes.

sticky