Love At The Next Stop Novel

Chapter 55 The One You Love Is Divorced

“I asked someone.” Stella craned her neck, looking like a proud little cat.

“Who did you ask?” Miles kept asking. He had a look that said ‘I’m gobbling you up.’ His voice was as seductive as always, and as deep as he was handsome.

Stella’s face turned scarlet, but she didn’t answer. The answer was an absolute taboo for her.

Miles inched closer to her, lifting her chin up. “You can ask anyone else, but you chose her. What’s the meaning of this? Are you challenging me?”

He exposed her. So she told him. He wouldn’t know otherwise. No wonder he looked at me that way that day. And what is he trying to say? Not to approach his girlfriend? To know my place as a mistress?

Stella felt like she couldn’t keep anything a secret from him. He knew every thought she had, just like how he knew every inch of her body when they were in bed, as well as her every weakness. The more she knew him, the scarier he was, but that was also why she fell even further, for she couldn’t understand him.

It was as if he was hiding behind the veil, and the more she couldn’t see, the more she wanted to see. Stella pulled his hand away. “You’re imagining things, President Grant. I saw her coming up when I went down that day. I asked Mr. Moore, but he said he doesn’t know, and I don’t know anyone from finance. Since I bumped into her, I asked her. Nothing more, nothing less.”

He stared at her for a while. “You may go.” He called her something at the end of it, but she didn’t hear it clearly. It wasn’t her name though. She would know it if it was her name. What did he call me though? No. Not going to ask. Then Stella was let go.

Nowadays, she felt scared every time she went to see Miles. She had a feeling Miles was taking everything from her, and he could see her every thought.

It was lunch time when Stella came back. She brought her own lunch and heated it with a microwave oven. There were a few in the corridor, but most of the employees brought their own lunch, so there was a line. When it was her turn, she set it to five minutes.

was unusable. Her app kept

scenery. And all of them were just on-site visits for their workshop. Nobody was there, and the scenery wasn’t pretty either. However, as she scrolled further, she then saw the photo of a man—and not just any man—but Matthew. It was a clear photo of him smiling radiantly. She frowned. When did I take this

female colleagues picked it up for her. Her seat was right beside

as if finding a great discovery. The colleagues knew what happened to Stella, and they knew about Zane’s incarceration. Stella didn’t tell them the reason, but everyone had their own guesses. You can’t keep a secret forever. Everyone was telling her to date a new guy, since she was effectively single. “Oh, so is this the guy you like, Stella? Not bad. He’s sunny, ooh, and

weird that Miles kept coming to their department despite it not being on the same floor as his office.

into the design

her colleague greeting Miles, and she asked, “Was I hearing things? Did you

with Mr. Moore.” Stella’s colleague still wanted to talk

took her lunch box. Matthew was a married man, and he was Miles’ friend. She wondered why Miles came to their office though. “Doesn’t

back to the office and almost bumped into someone. She looked up to see who it

had my lunch. I’m here for an important design,” Miles

while later, she said, “Oh.” Then

tell me. Do you like this guy?” The

near the window, and it was warm and fuzzy, so everyone loved to huddle closer when it was lunch time. “No. Miss Johansson likes someone else,” Lisa

you

but Stella received a text. ‘The man you like is divorced.’ She

that photo. When she looked at it, Stella recalled that she put her phone on Miles’ sofa during New Year’s Eve. It must be Zack.

divorced? That’s quick. Stella thought it was inappropriate to have a man’s photo in her phone. If someone else misunderstood her again, she would never live it down. She wanted to delete it, but the photo was taken at a good angle, and Matthew had that fatherly smile on him. It’s a pity if I delete it just