The Returned Heiress Who Never Fit In

Chapter 316 Try It, It’s Sweet

But really, what difference did hiding or not hiding make?

Stella looked up at him. Then why didn’t you come get me sooner?”

“I hadn’t finished dealing with things, Abraham said simply.

The way Derrick forced her out of Falvaria had been a wake–up call for him. Without their father, the Dawson family had become unstable.

Everyone had their eyes on them….

Especially those wolves who came with marriage proposals. Back then, the Dawson family was surrounded by predators.

Even with their mother’s support from the Scott family, things had still spiraled out of control.

Abraham kissed her softly. “You did great.”

During that time she was gone from Falvaria, when he had no idea where she was, Abraham had nearly lost his mind.

Only when he found out she was in Rivermount did he finally feel some relief.

About ten minutes later…

Abel and Eddie returned, lugging a big bag of snacks for Stella. She fished out a cup of jelly and struggled to open the tea packet.

Abraham reached over and helped her tear it open.

Then he watched as she dumped the tea powder into a cup and followed it with jelly.

Abraham stared. “You can eat jelly like this?”

Stella nodded. “Yup, it’s really tasty.”

Back in Falvaria, Abraham had never let her eat stuff like this. Now, she used it as a staple.

a piece with a fork and held it up

“What

it.” Stella looked at Abraham. Her eyes

on the

Abel flinch

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he had even picked the sweeter ones since he knew Stella liked

encouraged, “It’s edible! Try it, it’s really

Abraham hesitated.

snacks, all the junk food she had no tasted

It was way too sweet.

Abel, ‘Call Judson in a

eyebrow. “Why call

family, he was the only one she thought of

“To ask for

whom?

what this was about, but Stella

came in while Abraham was barely holding it together, she

over.

either, but from the way Abraham said it, he figured it had to do

asked. “Should I mention special discipline

was Ethan going to get spanked at

she did not say anything, just

low “mm” and reached out to wipe the white

asked, “Did my face

used a wet wipe to clean

at

wave of heat hit them. Stella quickly tugged her fisherman’s hat down. low. She did

I have a sun–protection jacket?

sunlight was olarino against her arms She would definitely get tanned if she