Love At The Next Stop Novel

Love At The Next Stop Chapter 42

Chapter 42 Here to See My Woman

Therefore, Stella didn’t dare to move as he placed one hand on her back and touched her bruise gently with another hand.

Jerking her face away in reflex, she said, “It’s painful.”

With knitted brows, he released his hand and asked, “How did you hurt yourself?”

“I-I knocked myself accidentally.” She had lied with her head hanging low.

“You knocked yourself? How would it be possible to knock yourself here?” he argued. A few moments later, he asked angrily, “He hit you?”

Keeping her silence, she was amazed that he could guess it so quickly as she felt his grip on her back tightening.

Do you think that I can’t do anything about it? he thought as he snorted.

With lightning speed, he picked out the registration form from a pile of paper and scribbled his signature at the bottom, which turned out to be rather beautiful.

“Go and fill up this form. When you’re done, I’ll book you a flight tonight and you can leave this evening.” He didn’t even ask the reason why Zane hit her, probably because he already had an idea, or maybe, he simply couldn’t bear to hear it!

Stunned and confused, Stella told him that the training was planned to begin in five days, so how should she explain to Zane if she left now?

When Miles heard that, he was mad with fury. “What’s there to explain to a jerk like him?”

“But if I don’t explain myself, he’ll be alert and put up his guard against me. By that time—” This time, she spoke very fast in front of him.

“What’s he guarding against? Until when, you mean?” he asked while staring at her. Clearly, he could already tell what she was planning in her mind.

As he spoke, she could feel his body temperature spreading toward her, and it made her feel hot. The warmth from a man’s body was like a spell to her, and she slipped down from his lap, muttering, “I’m going out now.”

Miles didn’t urge her to stay, and when she was in the corridor, she saw on the registration form that his signature was needed on another spot. Perhaps her form was the first that he signed, which explained why he hadn’t seen that it needed two of his signatures.

Spinning around, she knocked on his office door once again, and he said in a cold and stern voice, “Come in.”

his trousers. He seemed to be putting on his belt with his head looking downward and he was still topless, looking effortlessly sexy.

“President Grant,” she called.

he asked,

that requires your signature but you missed it. It’s right here in the middle,

still on his chair, he gestured for her to

as he held a pen

to a blank

didn’t sign it immediately; he

she took in the crisp, fresh scent of his after-shower mixed with a thick manly aroma through her nostrils, and she couldn’t help but find herself

still immersed in the scent, and

leaving now,” she uttered and

came into his mind and he

she didn’t know what it was used for because she had never used one like that before, so she

will help your wound. Apply

of herself as a person who could take care of herself well, and she certainly thought that she was able to handle things in an orderly manner. So, since when do I need him to arrange anything for me? she thought as she kept her eyes on the

you?” he said, interrupting her thoughts. Hurriedly, she took it after

the afternoon, Stella already had the six o’clock flight ticket

him a simple text that read, ‘The

the text and uttered, “I’ve never seen such an irresponsible wife before.” Looks like it’s only a matter of time before I take her place, she thought

Zane; the act of sending him a text was merely her fulfilling her duty as his ‘wife’, and it was not her

in Murdough and

whole life, she was usually a homey person and rarely stepped out of the house. When she was still attending school, she would just stay home to watch TV after classes or

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the training, she went around the city by herself for the first two days. Now that she had left the city she grew up in, everything in Murdough seemed fascinating

while she was queuing up to buy some lemonade in San Marquez Square, she looked

thought, D*mn, I forgot that William is still in Murdough. The world is too small! How

he passed by her while speaking to another person, which

to walk around leisurely. While she was walking around, a figure blocked her path out of the blue and she released her straw slowly.

always thought of you as a restrained, elegant and stylish person, but I see today that you have an innocent and lively side as well. I’m more curious about you now,” William said as he tilted his head and

about how to escape from him. She didn’t have a good impression of this man from the beginning, thinking that he was just a rich kid who loved to spend his family’s fortune. “Why do I keep running into

arms around his chest, he burst into laughter and asked, “Are you not happy to

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