Chapter 108 Let Me Down
Stella went quiet. Engagement, engagement, does it ever end?
“I got engaged to him because of the Tom family”
Once you brought that up, things got complicated. There were all kinds of reasons behind the engagement–any reason ercept the ones people gossiped about, like her supposedly being in love with Ethan.
The mention of the Tom family made the air between them feel even more tense.
Stella lowered her head, guilt creeping in. She knew… Abraham hated when she kept things from him.
Even back then, during the whole Tom family situation–she’d been the one threatened, sure, but he still came after her. Sure enough, she got a sharp flick to the forehead.
“Ow!
She let out a muffled grunt from the pain.
Abraham asked, “You gonna try that again?”
“No! Never again!”
Maybe next time she would, but she’d never dare try it in front of Abraham.
Seeing her reaction, the depth in Abraham’s eyes finally started to ease.
He scooped her up and stood. “Let’s go. Time to eat.”
Stella froze. Is he really carrying me like this–so easily? Is he just that strong, or am I just that light?
“Put me down. I can walk.”
This was still her office; being carried out like this would look terrible.
Abraham looked down at her, eyes deep again. “What? I’m not presentable?
“You are.”
Just… not like this, right? Before she could say another word, Abraham was already carrying her out the door.
Abel had just come up–waiting by the elevator.
When he saw Abraham carrying Stella out, the entire office seemed to stop breathing.
Was this the real deal now?
Abel stepped up respectfully. “Mr. Abraham.”
Abraham gave the office a once–over, then said, “Order lunch for them from Maison du Crabe.”
Everyone’s eyes lit up again. The future boss is generous and rich! If Ms. Dawson wasn’t about to go official with him, that’d be a waste of all this generosity
He looked good, treated her well, and clearly had money. That beat Ethan any day–especially since that one had his heart stuck on someone else. Their boss deserved better.
Abraham carried Stella into the car. The whole time, she buried her face against his chest, too embarrassed to show her face. As soon as they got in, she scrambled to the other side.
“What about it?”
He caught her panicked expression, and the corner of his lips tugged into a strange, unreadable smile.
Stella said. “If people saw that, they’d totally get the wrong idea. Sure, you used to give me baths when I was a kid, but it’s not like that anymore. You’re gonna have your own life one day, and so will 1. If either of our future partners found out we still acted like this… they definitely wouldn’t be okay with it.”
Whatever she said must’ve hit a nerve–Abraham’s smile faded, his gaze going cold.
The shift in his mood made Stella nervous. The next thing she knew, he pulled her right onto his lap. Did I say all that for nothing? Stella thought. Or is his brain wrapped up just like Ethan’s, so tight he can’t understand anything I’m saying?
At this point, she even started to doubt herself. Can’t be understand me?
Ethan didn’t get it; Abraham didn’t either.
Ugh. I’m gonna lose all my hair at this rate.
Her chin was caught between his fingers–long and defined.
“You’re dating someone?”
“Huh? What?”
Stella was stunned. Dating? That came out of nowhere!
“I just got things sorted out with Ethan. What do you mean dating?”
Even if she wanted to date, it wouldn’t happen that fast. Besides…
She glanced at Abraham. Whatever she’d been about to say died in her throat.
She added, “But it’s jus
just a matter of time.
The moment she said it, something weighed heavy in her chest. A shadow flickered through Abraham’s eyes–hard to spot, but there.
He let her go.
Freed, Stella immediately scrambled to the far seat. Abraham didn’t say anything else.
He just stared out the window, lost in thought.
He didn’t speak, but his presence was overpowering: Stella didn’t dare open her mouth either.
In the end, Abraham took her to a restaurant. The food was still on the light side but it tasted okay.
