Semua Bab Billionaire's Pampered Wife: Bab 511 - Bab 520

He walked very slowly, making sure she could keep up with him. He did not let go of her hand the entire journey. It was already half an hour later by the time they got back to the library. Under the glaring lamp, he stared at her flushed face silently. She kept her head lowered, and she too did not say anything. Stella looked up at him a while later. He was still staring at her. The way he stared flustered her, "Are you hungry? I'll make some sandwiches for you. You could eat them before you leave." "I don't wanna leave," Bellamy Chuck said. "Well, why don't you just leave earlier tomorrow, before they find out that you're gone. Right now, there is only me, Mom, and Lynette at home," Stella thought for a while and said. Bellamy raised a smile and said, "Do you want me to stay over today?" The way he said it felt weird, "Yes, but I'm also worried about you. It's very tiring to come back and forth. After all, you still have a lot of t

Stella waited for Frederick to hang up the phone, and then she continued asking, "Are the windows soundproof?" Frederick shook his head and replied, "This is an old house. They are just ordinary windows." "Your mother's tongue was cut off. This is the first thing that the murderer did so that she could not make any sounds. Her lips were then sealed after that. Certain scars would only start to appear after a day. I think bruises will start to show on her face and shoulder after a while. However, even though her mouth was sealed, she should have been able to make other noises before that. You should ask around if anyone has heard or seen anything." "I will hand this matter over to the police, Benjamin too will be involved in the investigation. You could drop by and listen to the reports he makes every day," Frederick said sadly. Perhaps it was because he was grieving over his mother's death. Frederick seemed much more mild-tempered than he used

"I'll handle the traitor," Frederick Addington said coldly. "Are you talking about her?" Stella Grace glanced at the maid in the hall. Frederick nodded. Stella walked towards the maid instead of going upstairs. The maid's face turned pale and she slowly put her hand into her pocket. "Kill yourself as you wish, but what about your family?" Stella said.  The maid stared at Stella in shock before turning her sight to Frederick. She pondered for a moment before kneeling on the ground, "It was Mr. Saltzman who ordered me to do this. He threatened to kill my child and grandchild. I had no choice. Mr. Addington, please spare my family." ''Answer my questions truthfully," Stella said as she stood in front of Frederick. The maid hung her head low. "When were the rooms' monitors installed?" Stella asked. "They were installed today. Frederick was not home earlier today, so Mr. Saltzman's men came over to install them," the maid reported.

Helplessly, Stella let out a sigh and added his new number into her phonebook. Then, she sent her location to him. "I'll teach you a lesson when I get there," Bellamy Chuck sent a text. Stella Grace did not reply to his text. It was a harsh period for both of them at the moment. What if someone were to discover that he was Jasper Milton? However, it was also her fault. She knew how sensitive Jasper was toward Frederick. However, fate just so happened to drag her and Frederick together. Stella was not as innocent as she once was. She admitted that she had ordered his favorite food on purpose. Because she knew that it would be easier for her and Jasper if they could gain Frederick's help. Stella was nothing like her old self. Even she was terrified of herself sometimes. However, life would have swallowed her whole if she did not adapt to the circumstances. Stella sighed again. She then opened the door to the pr

"What?" Stella's mind went blank for a moment, "Are you... putting a show on for Frederick?'' He lifted her chin and said, "I'm not putting a show for anyone." He lowered his head and kissed her on the lips. They were so close that she could smell the cigarette scent on him. He smoked. She retreated a little. He then moved closer to her, staring at her lips. Her lips were so nice to kiss. They were so soft. He also liked the smell of her body. Again, she retreated a little bit. He moved closer to her again. Stella almost fell, and her hands were already on his chest, "Bellamy, you are too impulsive." Bellamy listened to her voice and continued to lean closer to her, "You're my girl. Who else could I be impulsive to?" Stella was at a loss for words. She fell on the seat when the car suddenly moved ahead. His breath grazed her neck and his lips touched hers. His tongue darted in, stirring her breath as he swept