Love At The Next Stop Novel

Chapter 49 Where Does It Hurt?

Stella was exhausted from Miles’ movements. Her body rejected him at first, but eventually, it started to cooperate with him. This is probably the so-called ‘married woman’ he needs.

Just like that, Miles hugged her, and they drifted to sleep. When Stella woke up the next day, she saw Miles wearing his shirt on the bed, facing her with his back. It was the last day of the year last night, and she didn’t expect the year to end by her finally falling for him.

Miles heard her getting up, and he said, “You’re awake?” Stella nodded, and she frowned when the pain from last night shot up within her. “I didn’t do it with you before this because you had a miscarriage,” he explained.

So he had a lot of sexual thoughts about me? Well, at least I know he had it in Murdough. At that thought, she turned away, her face scarlet.

“What are you doing today?” he asked.

“I’m going home.” She noticed her voice was hoarse after saying that. Maybe I was too tired last night.

“Why don’t I take you to see the lights?” he said.

“No,” she replied immediately. “I don’t want to show up in public with you.”

Hollowcrest wasn’t a big place, and so was the world. She was worried she might bump into anyone she shouldn’t; that would ruin her life.

At that, Miles snorted and turned around. “Worried your reputation as a good wife would be ruined? Don’t worry. Your life’s already riled up the moment you slept with me. I’m letting the whole of Hollowcrest know you’re my woman.”

Stella blushed again after he said that. She’s always so adorable when she blushes, he thought.

After that, Stella pulled the blanket down. “But I don’t want to. I can’t get a divorce that way.”

When Miles heard that, he stopped buttoning his shirt for a moment. “You have me, don’t you? I’ll send you home.”

“It hurts,” she grumbled. “Can I lie down for a bit more, Mr. Grant?”

at her and lay with her, his hand slithering under the blanket and moving across her body. “Where does

He just knows how to turn people

now, Miles’ hand was on her crotch, and Stella reflexively closed her legs. Then, he nibbled her

had never been teased this much before. All this while, Miles’ hand was still moving around her crotch, refusing to move away. When Stella turned around to ask him to send her home, she inadvertently kissed him right on the lips. Miles smiled, and he kissed

even rarer. Instinctively, Stella pulled her hands out of the blanket and wrapped

someone lit up a festive firecracker, and the sounds shocked her. She shivered, and Miles huddled closer, hugging her tighter. Even though she was telling herself that it was wrong, Stella couldn’t

already noon. Stella wanted to leave right away, but Miles stopped her. “Here, take this.” He handed her a

through taking her bag

a necklace. Stella had seen many things in her life, and she knew it was

not the best, but it’ll have to do for today,” he said. Then, Miles unhooked

to do? What’s that supposed to mean? Will he buy another one that’s better for me? Is

so the necklace made her heart

sofa. “What is the meaning of this?” He looked at her distant expression. The night before, she wasn’t like that when she moaned in pleasure; it was luscious, and proof

she said that, but she knew that she hated Miles for acting so nonchalantly. He took that necklace out so casually, so he obviously didn’t prepare for it. Just like the women’s clothes in his

Miles fiddled with the box, looking pensive. “As I

flabbergasted. Did he say that? I

some reason, she just felt inexplicably infuriated at the sight of the necklace. Stella wanted to leave, but she

saw through her right away, so he took his car key and whistled along the way. Despite her annoyance, she still had to get

getting hungry. They went to Grand Restaurant to have a meal, and Stella’s eyes darted around furtively, hoping nobody would recognize her as they ate. They were back on the road

Roland Street. It’s New Year. You can’t just be

into someone they knew. “Can you not ruin my reputation? I’m bound to

with his decision. “It’s not just your fault.

knew that the court of

flanked the road. In the meantime, Stella was getting frustrated. She wasn’t in the mood for sightseeing, but Miles

dark fate awaiting her, because she saw a middle-aged woman ahead who was seeing the lights. That woman was sauntering, but the sadness in her eyes couldn’t be hidden—she