The Returned Heiress Who Never Fit In

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Chapter 239 No More Escape

For a second, Abel’s brain couldn’t keep up either he quickly turned around, along with the rest of the bodyguards, facing away from them.

Honestly, it wasn’t just Abel who was stunned. Stella’s mind was a mess too

She had thought that after what happened last night, they would at least need some time to adjust, to figure things out.

But Abraham wasn’t giving anyone time to react–not even her.

She struggled instinctively, but her little hands were quickly pinned down by Abraham.

His magnetic voice was low and hoarse, laced with dangerous heat. “Still trying to run, hmm?”

1–it’s not that..” Stella stammered, unable to string a full sentence together.

By the time Abraham finally let her go, Stella was already breathing heavily, her cheeks flushed crimson.

Abraham leaned their foreheads together, his voice low and warm. “What are you doing here? Hmm?”

had thought she’d sleep after eating. She always needed lots of rest and food to get over a cold faster.

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That was why he’d asked Abel to bring Cooka over while Stella napped.

Stella, her face still buried against his chest, mumbled, “Marie’s coming

Abraham froze.

“She called you?”

“She said to pick her up at

Marie had warned her

second she hung up, Stella had turned right around and ratted

glint fiashed in

called, his

back to them, quickly turned around at the

out where that little

past two years, Marie had been tearing the

her hands on Stella, there

girl was slippery- always thinking two steps

“Got it, Abel said.

you find her, have someone send her back. Keep a close watch. Whoever was in charge of guarding her this time can go report for

colder than the snowstorm

Marie had actually managed

nodded again and

the back of her

the glass corridor, where the world outside was buried under heavy snow, and finally back

do you want for dinner?” he askeil, his voice much gentler

fine,” Stella answered,

a moment.

pot! Stella cut in

and Tessa would sneak

“You

Stella pouted. “Fine.”

in that spot–spicy food was definitely

brushing his forehead lightly against hers. “Still a little