บททั้งหมดของ No Longer A Substitute : บทที่ 51 - บทที่ 60

STELLA POVThe air between us felt tight the moment I stepped into the car, like something fragile had already cracked before either of us spoke.I exhaled softly, forcing politeness into my tone.“Thank you for picking me up, although you didn’t have to.”His response came too easily.Too familiar.“Mr. Devon, anything for my wife, sugar.”The word settled wrong.I turned and glared at him immediately.He didn’t look bothered.If anything, he looked amused.“What? You refused to pick a name, so I picked one for you. ‘Babe’ and ‘honey’ are overused.”A small pause.Then—“So I thought ‘sugar’ would be the best.”His voice lowered slightly.“Since you’re the only sugar I like…”A beat.“…I still recall how sweet you were in bed.”My expression hardened instantly.“Mr. Devon, please do not make this ride uncomfortable for me.”“And my name is Samantha Miller.”He didn’t even hesitate.“No, it’s sugar. From now on.”I turned toward him fully now.“No. It’s still Samantha.”A pause.Tensi

STELLA POV “Stop calling me sugar.”I rubbed my temple.“Devon… you’re creeping me out. This is not like you.”Devon King tilted his head, amused.“Sugar… sugar… sugar.”I gagged.“What is wrong with you?”He stepped closer.Too close.“Mr. Devon King—”Before I could finish, he pinned me to the wall.His hand beside my head.Caging me in.“Say it once,” he murmured. “And I won’t call you sugar for the rest of the day.”My brows furrowed.“Absolutely not.”I turned my face away.“I just won’t answer you.”A small smirk touched his lips.“But you will.”His voice dropped.“Because you always answer me.”A pause.“Because you’re mine.”My stomach turned.Before I could snap back—Someone cleared their throat.Loud.Awkward.“Um… keep things decent. This is a hospital.”We both turned.A nurse stood there, arms crossed.“But your services are needed,” she added. “There’s a kid down the hall trying to throw up. Go help him instead.”I slipped out from under his arm.“I thought you brough

STELLA POV “Thank you, Savannah, for taking care of them,” I said as I sat beside her on the balcony. The evening air was cool against my skin, a soft breeze brushing past us as the city lights flickered in the distance. Inside, I could hear the faint laughter of the twins, their voices rising and falling as they played. Savannah leaned back in her chair, one leg crossed over the other, her gaze calm as she looked at me. “You’ve been a lifesaver,” I added, exhaling softly. “Ever since our college years… you’ve always been there.” I gave a small, tired smile. “While I’ve just been a headache to you. Causing trouble everywhere I go.” Savannah snorted lightly. “I remember that being Estelle, not you,” she said without hesitation. “If she hadn’t used your identity back then, you wouldn’t have been expelled.” Her words made my fingers tighten slightly on the armrest. Memories I didn’t want came rushing back, sharp and unwelcome. Savannah continued, her tone softer now. “And if

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STELLA POVAs I gathered the last of my things from the desk—files stacked, pens aligned, fragments of a life I was about to leave behind—the door to my office burst open so violently it slammed against the wall. The sound echoed sharply, sending a wave of déjà vu through me.“I told you,” Alejandro’s voice cut through the silence, rough with anger, “your darling husband is a horrible piece of shit.”I didn’t flinch. I didn’t even turn immediately. Instead, I slipped the final document into my bag before glancing over my shoulder at him.“Well,” I said coolly, “why don’t you just waltz in properly, like this is your office?”“I’m sorry, Taya, but—”“Hey, it’s okay,” I interrupted softly, though my tone carried more steel than comfort.His eyes dropped briefly to the boxes around me. “You’re… packing up?”“Yes,” I replied, straightening. “Today was my last day here. I’ll officially be working for Apex Corp starting tomorrow.”“No—no!” he snapped, stepping closer, agitation radiating of