Riley was proud of her intelligence and did not feel guilty about it at the moment. Reminding Stella that the food was going cold, she puckered her lips and spoke. “We will end work early after I sort the materials with you." Don't blame me for putting you and Clarence apart, Stella. Clarence is not the same kind person that you are, and sticking with him won't make you happy. I believe Jude is a better fit for you if he treats you with genuine kindness and doesn't mind your identity, so please allow me to be with him! "No need, I appreciate you bringing me some food. After you finish your dinner, return." Stella gave her a smile. Riley though, insisted on staying. Stella could only consent to her assistance. They continued to labor until ten o'clock at night. Riley asked her if they might stop here as she peered at the deserted building. “First, let's go back. I could give you a ride back." Stella looked at her watch and saw that it was getting close to 10 o'clock. She could
With those remarks, he angrily undid her nightgown. "Ah!" She let out a startled cry as her small frame shook in his embrace. Clarence’s hands started to move on her body again as she remembered what had happened earlier in the morning and realized that somewhere was still hurting. "No, don't!" if he tried it again, perhaps in the morning. She nearly yelled out as she grabbed hold of his flailing hands, "Don't do this to me!" Stella could not ensure her baby's survival if there was another hit like the one in the morning! Clarence was shocked by her too passionate response and intensified her feelings by staring at her icily. "What? Do you dare not allow me to check because you feel guilty? " Clarence, I went to the hospital in the morning!" wailed Stella. He scowled when he heard that. "I can't do that with you, or... the baby will be lost." Ultimately, she said these things in the hopes that he would release her. Clarence’s strength increased and he felt enraged at t
Having breakfast in the store Jude greeted the proprietor upon entering, giving the impression that he visited frequently. This breakfast establishment is well-known in the area for its wide selection and fresh ingredients. “This is the menu. Take a peek." Stella received the menu from Jude as he led her to his customary seat. She was not going to have breakfast. After taking a quick look at the menu, she requested a bowl of clear soup with noodles. Jude looked at her, but he remained silent. The server gave Stella’s the menu, added more for her, and then Jude turned to face her. "What is the issue? You look so sick, and you don't appear to be eating. Do you think I should accompany you to the hospital?" At this, Stella regained consciousness. She fixed her gaze on him as he sat before her. His immaculately laundered white shirt, complete with a wrinkle-free collar, demonstrated his exceptional refinement. Jude had lovely face characteristics as well, but they were much soft
She did something that confused Jude. After three shocked moments, he got off to catch up with her. "Stella? What's wrong?" He asked, looking at her puzzled as he stopped her path. "Jude, it's not far from the company," she stated with a pouty expression on her face. “I can go there on foot by myself. I refuse to visit the hospital." She didn't say anything further after that, avoiding abuse altogether. Just did not keep up, only standing there observing her disappear. Stella took a long, long walk. There was nobody at the company when she got there. She was the only one to reach the top of the structure. There were the same amount of papers on the table as the day before, but some had been removed. Her hands were awkwardly covered in burn cream as she attempted to move them. It took her some time to work her way through the material with one hand until the heat subsided. She then proceeded to the restroom to wash off the burn salve. Luckily, it was only white porridge and n
Taking her in his arms, he departed from the group. Stella arched her exquisite brows. Was she sent to the hospital by Clarence? These days, there was an awful vibe between her and him. He had disgust in his eyes. Would she take her to the medical facility? Stella felt something bite her heart, but she remained silent. She felt numb in her heart. In desperation, she closed her eyes. Her heart appeared to be racing out of control. "What's wrong?" John noticed that she was not smiling, and since she remained silent, John assumed that she was not feeling well. With a gentle shake of her head, she answered, "I'm fine. Where is he?" "He left." With a gentle touch on his cheek, John added, "He sent you to the hospital and asked me to stay here to take care of you." "Thank you." "Not at all. Do you believe I'm attempting to assist you? No. All I wanted was to go up close and see Mr. Clarence 's heroic posture and refined mannerisms!" "Do you know how handsome he was when he to
Stella kept nodding in her stupor. She later discovered that the two questions were incorrect. Clarence’s gaze was then readily visible to her when her eyes cleared. How did he say it? Clarence received two complete responses. Despite his reluctance to acknowledge it, he was in a pleasant mood, sporting a handsome radian on his lips. "Stella, you are tempted." She shoved him away with a firm push and instantly her eyes widened. "Don't talk nonsense!" After being shoved, Clarence collapsed back into his chair. "Oh, absurdity? Stella, you can't hide your emotions. You find me appealing." "I don't like you," she yelled fiercely at him while covering her ears. “Please refrain from making me look bad. How on earth could I get along with someone like you?" Clarence pressed her lips together. "Are you serious? Who recently acknowledged liking me?" Stella"You are taking advantage of the situation!" "Am I taking advantage of the situation, or do you have no control over your mi
However, Clarence was not present, and the room was empty. Relentlessly, she made her way to the study. Neither did she see him in the study. She was constantly under the impression that he was disappearing from her world, so it's likely that she didn't know where he was. She also felt bad about what she had said. Perhaps she was never able to enter his world. She then changed into new clothes and gave herself a facial wash before heading to the workplace. She ran into Greg downstairs as he was getting ready to go. She hadn't seen him in a while; he appeared to be quite busy just now. He questioned straight away when he saw her, "Jenna, for the thing I told you last time, how is it going?" At first, Stella was agitated and didn't think through his question. It took her some time to comprehend that he was inquiring about the situation between Jude and Riley. She immediately clarified after having this thought, "Mr. Greg, I have discussed it with Riley , but I think she already
John gave her a long, confused look before stating, "So you've been demoted. How will you proceed?" How should one proceed? How could Stella take action? "Do I have a choice?" Her smile was bittersweet. With a nod, Joh said, "You've obviously." Stella’s eyebrows went up. "You can choose to be a cleaner or an ordinary staff, I think Mr. Conrad is not bad, at least he gave you choices." Stella".." She believed John might be viewed as a cruel buddy. “Really, I believe you may just as well be a housekeeper. Though a little more difficult, it wasn't difficult. Because of the controversy you had with Mr. Conrad, the girls will bully you if you work with the general staff." John might not have spoken anything, but Stella sensed it. Not only had she been demoted but someone would have dared to attack her even as an assistant. With helplessness, she closed her eyes, fending off the rocky future. "But try not to be too negative; perhaps after they get to know you, they won't d