A Flash Marriage Can Be A Treasure

Chapter 210: You Should Talk to Me Properly!

Louis' eyes narrow, revealing a sense of oppression and killing intent.

"Louis, don't be like this." Leigh was the first person who can’t take it any longer, "Isn't Miss Lily fine?

Besides, your fiancée is still here, so don't scare her."

At the next moment, he receives a glare with killing intent from Daniel.

Leigh's heart starts to pound.

Justin tells Louis, "Miss Lily is fine, Louis. Don't worry. As for the matter of who did that, we will slowly

investigate it from the surveillance. We can always uncover clues."

Louis nods and glances at Leigh.

"I got it." He understands everything with that glance. He blames himself for studying computer and

behavioural analysis! "I'll call Little Fairy."

"No need." Louis takes off his jacket and puts in on Lily. He then easily picks her up, "She lives in the

same neighbourhood as Chloe. I just happened to go visit Chloe."

Leigh immediately says, "According to Chloe's friends, she is filming in the province!"

"Do you have a problem if she comes back tonight?" Louis stares at him with a seeming smile. "Leigh,

I’ll leave the surveillance problem with you. I hope you can tell me about different findings tomorrow

morning."

Leigh's shoulders slump after he reacts to it.

What a big mouth!

"I'll stay here and work with Leigh." Justin smiles, "Daniel, if you haven't been drinking, please give

Miss Stella a ride. It's not safe for her to go back on her own."

Stella does not object and says amiably, "Sorry for troubling."

Daniel does not say anything.

After they leave the hotel, Louis carries Lily away. Daniel goes to the side of the road to stop a taxi.

"Miss Stella, we're not going the same way. You can take a taxi."

Stella's eyes darken. She doesn't get into the car. She just laughs, "Mr. Daniel, they entrusted you to

take me back. You turned around and handed me over to a taxi driver. Aren't you afraid that something

will happen to me?"

"I'll take a picture of the license plate. If you're in trouble, I'll find him."

"I won’t ride. I'm not used to the smell of a taxi." Stella's attitude is uncompromising, "Either you take a

detour to drop me off, or you'll leave me with Mr. Justin and the others."

Daniel's face is tense.

The taxi driver looks at both the man and the woman. He feels impatient.

Can't a couple have their quarrel at another place?

He's got a business to run!

After another minute of waiting and seeing both the man and the woman in a stalemate, the driver

speaks weakly, "Now what, my wife is in labour at the hospital. Can you let me go, sir?"

Daniel gives the driver a cold glance and closes the door.NôvelDrama.Org © 2024.

The taxi speeds away.

Stella rubs her white arms. She is frozen by the cold wind. "Mr. Daniel, where is the car?"

The two of them goes to the parking lot.

The Hummer that Daniel drives today looks powerful and dominating. It is also tall and needs the help

of a small bench. Stella looks at the dress on her body.

Her dress is too tight for her to climb up.

Daniel sees the car door open with no one coming in after a long while. Impatient, he says, "Are you

coming in?"

Stella closes her eyes.

After four years, this man is getting older, and his temper has grown!

She says, "You come over here."

Daniel is so irritated that he has to get out of the car and go around to the other side of the vehicle to

see Stella standing there. She is so short compared to the domineering Hummer.

Stella points to her dress, "The car is too tall, and it's not easy to lift my dress."

"You deserve it. Who asked you to wear this kind of dress?"

"I'm the one who chose to wear it, okay?" Stella tries her best to suppress the anger, "But it's not my

fault that your car is too high, right? Which woman can get on it?"

Daniel stands there but doesn't say anything. He looks impatient.

Stella knows his foul temper, so she endures again, "You lend me a hand."

She reaches out her hand to grab Daniel's arm. Daniel steps back, allowing her to grab onto nothing.

Instantly, her heart swells with a sense of loss.

He can hug Lily, but can’t let her touch him?

Daniel looks around, and when he sees the paint bucket at the corner of the wall, he goes to carry it

over and puts it under his car.

"Thanks, but I don't want a ride from you!" Stella's face darkens as she turns around to walk away.

Putting paint buckets to humiliate her?

Daniel grabs her arm and pulls her back hard. His gaze is dark, "You're the one who wants a ride, but

now, you're the one who doesn't. Stella Scott, what exactly do you want?"

He doesn't talk much, but she can always force him to talk a lot more than usual.

He pronounces the words "Stella Scott" with gritted teeth and hatred.

How cruel was she?

Four years ago, she wanted to break up, leaving no chance for him to make an explanation. She broke

cleanly with him. Four years later, she suddenly barges into his sight.

What does he, Daniel owe her!

Stella shakes off his hand with force and says ruthlessly, "I want to take a taxi now."

This time, before leaving, she is stopped by Daniel. He throws her straight into the car, making her into

a mess after the falling down. Her high heels fall out.

Stella shrieks, "Am I cargo for you to throw like this?"

The woman cringes as Daniel turns a deaf ear. He just picks up her heels and puts them on her feet.

His calloused palm touches her tender white feet.

He quickly gets into the car and glances at Stella.

"Seat belts."

Stella grunts as she feels annoyed to put on the seat belt. She tries for ages just to pull out the seat

belt. She cannot help but mock, "Mr Daniel’s car is really "excellent". I have seen it for myself.

Daniel leans over, grabbing the seat belt and pulling it out gently. Their breaths intertwine as their

bodies are so close.

Stella leans back onto the seat as far as she can, but can't avoid his breath on her face.

It is warm, mixed with a smell of smoke.

"When did you learn to smoke?" Stella asks and raises her head. She ignores the fact that he is still

there. Her head hits the man's chin as she hears his muffled sound.

Daniel rubs his chin and sits back with a gloomy face. He doesn't reply to Stella's question. He starts

the car and soon drives out of the parking lot.

Stella stops talking.

He loves to smoke. Who is she to lecture him?

Both of them remain silent; there is barely any sound or commotion in the car. Suddenly, a ringtone

from Stella's handbag breaks the silence.

Daniel stares at Stella as she reaches for her phone and looks at the incoming call. Her expression

immediately becomes gentle, as if she can't wait to pick up the phone.

"Hello, I'm on my way back."

"Did you make me a late-night snack? It just so happens that I haven’t taken dinner."

"No need for you to come and pick me up."

"..."

With the window open on Daniel's side, the wind is in his ears the whole time. He can't hear what she is

saying. He can only hear Stella talk back to that person in a very gentle tone of voice

Does she have a crush on someone?

The man grips the steering wheel, seemingly expressionless, but his pursed lips leak a few hints of

emotion.

After Stella hangs up the phone, he can't control himself but asks, "Your friend?"

"Not a friend, but someone very important." says Stella.

When she ran into Daniel at the hospital before, she wanted to tell him about Chandler, but his attitude

was too harsh.

His attitude today is even worse!