Chapter 150 How Much Do You Need

Nathaniel gently pulled Stella away from him.

“Thank you, Nathaniel,” Stella said with gratitude before turning back and casting a triumphant glance at Cecelia.

She felt some regret about her decision to marry Nathaniel, realizing that perhaps not marrying him would have been a better choice.

Had she not married him, she could have proposed any terms, and he would likely have agreed.

At the same time, she felt relieved that she was the one who had impersonated the person who rescued Elena,

Cecelia watched her smug look with an indifferent expression.

Daltonia Villa was vast, with numerous rooms, yet Stella chose a room closest to the master bedroom. Her hidden agenda was so transparent that it hardly needed to be spelled out.

As she went to tidy up her room, Cecelia was also getting ready to retreat to her bedroom.

Nathaniel, still seated in the living room, called out. “Come here.”

Cecilia had no idea what he was up to. She approached and asked, “Yes?”

Nathaniel scrutinized her expression carefully.

He always remembered that after they got married, she had insisted their home was meant solely for the two of them. Aside from family and friends, no other women were allowed to stay.

asked, his voice steady. He had agreed to let Stella stay for the night for two reasons: first, his genuine fear that she might be in danger, and second, his desire to gauge

that she

was beyond his expectations. “We had an agreement. We’ll get a divorce once I’m free of my debts. Why should

throat grew tight. “I hope

and continued, “I have plans today. I won’t be coming back

but she hadn’t anticipated.

outside Cecelia’s room and

way. At that moment, she realized she wouldn’t be able to finish the musical score

to her feet and

at Cecelia, who was oddly dressed in long sleeves and pants, and noticed a rash on

received financial support from the family, she had frequently dined

once suffered

tone baffling. “Only someone of your stature could afford to be so delicate, even allergic to seafood. You’re not trying to win Nathaniel over with that pitiful appearance,

Cecelia found a chair and sat down, lifting her gaze

could easily see through all her little tricks. She’s already a renowned celebrity and has dealt with stalkers before. How

at all. Instead,

I was playing the victim

toward Cecelia as if worried she wouldn’t hear clearly, and purposefully raised her voice. “Nathaniel felt sorry for me. But you? You’ve made yourself

Cecelia kept mum.

from me. Even though you’re married, have you two ever been intimate? Do you even know which side of the bed he prefers? Do you know if he likes being on top or bottom? I

expected Stella to be

couldn’t help but zone out for

didn’t understand Nathaniel as well as Stella did, but at this point, she had no

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