After saying those words, she lost all her consciousness. When she woke up once again, she was inside a strange room and a strange man was lying down beside her. The scattered clothes near the bed were enough to prove what had happened last night. Her throat was a little dry. After feeling sad for a while, she started to console herself. At least that guy still looked okay, he was way better than that pig last night.

Having remembered what happened last night, Stella was worried of Channing. She quickly wore her clothes, wanting to get back. As she was going to leave, she seemed to have woken the man on the bed up. He slightly wrinkled his eyebrows. Stella immediately put the blanket on his head and patted softly, whispering, “It’s alright, keep sleeping.” She looked like she was cajoling a child. Stella only ran away when no more sound was heard under the blanket.

The creditor had come to her house once again. Luckily Channing was not home because he was seeking her. Stella called him to report her safety and asked him not to go home recently but go to his friend’s house for a while. She then sought for Sherry. After hiding here and there for two months, Stella suddenly realized she was pregnant one day.

It was 4am when Stella woke up. She got up and drank a glass of water, sitting in the living room and started to watch movies and TV shows about first love these two years. She tried to get back that kind of naïve, pure and sweet feeling once more.

Stella had kept herself in the room for three days and she finally had some basic ideas in her mind. As she was going to draw it out, she received a call from a strange number. She put down her pencil and spoke politely, “Hi, who is this?”

“…Missus, I’m Nathan, Mr. Conrad’s assistant. Mr. Conrad is going for a business trip to Maldives tomorrow. He wants to ask you for the blue-and-white striped shirt.” Stella was exceptionally annoyed to be interrupted when she just had some ideas, and even by such a trivial thing. That made her suspected Clarence was seeking trouble on purpose. She then replied rudely, “Excuse me? I’ve divorced him and what does his shirt have to do with me? Ask the housemaid please.” After finished, she hung up without hesitance.copy right hot novel pub