Love At The Next Stop Novel

Chapter 4 Do You Want to Retain Your Pride?

“Mr. Grant…” Before Stella could say ‘please have some self-respect,’ the private room door was pulled open. All at once, Stella jumped away from Miles’ embrace.

Anyone with a discerning eye could sense the risqué atmosphere in the private room, but Zane acted as though he didn’t notice anything amiss. He simply snagged his jacket before glancing at Stella, whose eyes were bloodred like a rabbit’s. “President Grant, my wife is beautiful, no?” As he said this, his eyes gleamed with vitriol.

The look in Miles’ eyes was shadowy and indecipherable. Standing at the table, he was a head taller than Zane. With a condescending aura of majesty, he pursed his lips and pinned his gaze on Stella. “Indeed, she’s stunning.”

Zane’s expression was amicable before others, but the moment they got back into the car, he cursed Stella out, calling her a sl*t. “You’re something else, Stella Johansson. Even a big shot like Miles Grant is captivated by you. Should I be complimenting my wife for seducing my collaborator?” His tone was cutting and derisive.

cast her gaze out the car window, not in the mood to

wishing fervently that he’d never appear before her again for the rest of her life. However, things never went as one wished… On the fifth day Zane hadn’t been back home, she bumped into the loving couple who

her, the woman who was initially carrying shopping bags placed a hand on Zane’s arm as her sweet

Under the gazes of everyone in the shop, she headed straight for Zane. “Darling, you said you were in a meeting, so I was even thinking about boiling some soup and going over to your office tonight to eat with you. However, it turns out that you’re having a meeting here with a woman…” As she drawled out her remark, the fact that she

a scumbag who has a

when she continued, “Tsk-tsk. And your taste is getting increasingly worse. Oh, you must have gotten your nose fixed in Korea, yes? It’s a bit crooked. You’re not

of laughter reverberated around

was deliberate, yes? Are you gleeful to have me losing face before others?” A roar came from the other end

You’re not even human anymore, so why bother about your pride?” Beep, beep… The disconnect tone sounded.