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?”

to pick her up at the airport in

call. Marie had warned her over and over not

had turned right around

cold glint fiashed in

called,

to them, quickly turned

that little brat is

Marie had been tearing the world apart trying to find

Abraham and Abel knew if Marie got her hands on Stella, there would be hell

always thinking two steps

“Got it, Abel said.

her back. Keep a close watch. Whoever

was colder than

Marie had actually

again and

on the back of her heal, Stella obediently

carried her through the glass corridor, where the world outside was buried under

he askeil, his voice

answered,

thought for a moment. “With all

Stella cut

the weather turned freezing, she and Tessa would sneak

chuckled and tapped her forehead lightly. “You think you’re in

Stella pouted. “Fine.”

the injuries she had now especially in that spot–spicy

lowered his head, brushing his forehead lightly against hers. “Still a little