Chapter 207 Surprise Bite
Stella’s breathing became erratic as a thought crossed her mind.
Could Abraham really be with another woman?
Abraham slapped her forehead sharply. “What nonsense are you thinking?”
Stella hesitated. “Did I say something wrong?”
I said something wrong?
The moment the words left her mouth, she regretted them. “Let’s go eat,” she said quickly.
Without his answer, she slipped her arm through his and pulled him along, perhaps because she was afraid to hear his
answer.
Abraham glanced down at the top of her head, sensing the sudden darkness in her demeanor.
Stella’s nose prickled, and tears welled uncontrollably in her eyes.
With a resigned smile, Abraham tilted her chin up, catching her teary eyes. “Why are you upset now?”
“I’m not!” she protested, her voice thick with unshed tears.
But she dared not say more.
Amused by her pout, Abraham chuckled. “Do you really not remember?”
“Huh?” Stella blinked, confusion clouding her misty eyes.
Remember what!
Abraham took her small hand and brushed it against his lips. You bit me here.”
Stella froze.
What?
This I did that?
“Really, you don’t remember?” Abraham pressed.
A loud whoosh filled Stella’s ears, and her face burned crimson.
No way! I had no memory of that! Is it really?
“I didn’t!” she blurted out defensively.
Is that really I who did it? But I had no memory about that! Is he teasing me?
Abraham pinched her mouth, and Stella couldn’t help herself and directly opened it. “Ahh, what are you doing?”
“Let me see which little teeth are so sharp.” Abraham said with a smile.
Stella hurriedly struggled away and closed her mouth.
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Chapter 207 Surprise Bite
Who can bite, that’s who knows?
I hadn’t been at Abraham’s side for years, only catching glimpses of his life from afar, mostly about his business ventures in Fleule
Rumors about his private life, especially concerning women, were rare. No one dared to spread such gossip.
Stella swallowed hard, her cheeks burning.
Abraham decided to spare her further agony. “Let’s eat,” he said, dropping the subject
Stella didn’t dare bring it up again.
Finished
The air on Pluelville Hill was refreshing.
Abraham led the way to the restaurant, where only late–night snacks were available at this hour. But if Stella wanted to eat. he’d see to it. The dining room was empty now.
Stella stole a glance at Abraham, her eyes lingering on the mark on his lip.
What exactly had I done? Had I just bitten him or had I gone further?
Her gaze sharpened as she scanned his expression for clues.
“What are you staring at?” Abraham interrupted her thoughts.
Stella fidgeted. “Checking to see if you’re mad..
What had I done? Had I ruined this sibling relationship with my actions! All these years, I’d kept my feelings so carefully hidden, and not…
this!
Her mind spun with self–reproach.
Abraham took a sip
of water, his tone
inscrutable. “Do you think I should be angry, hmm?”
Stella’s thoughts tangled in knots. “I… I didn’t mean… I mean
Her voice trailed off as she caught the icy glint in his eyes. Fear closed her throat.
Had I said the wrong thing again?
Tears threatened to spill. “I really didn’t mean…”
Abraham put down his glass with a humorless laugh. “So how do you want to make it up to me?”
Stella’s mind went blank.
Hit, did this mean I hadn’t just bitten him? Had I actually kissed him?
Had the alcohol given me the courage to do what I’d never dared before?
Had I really jumped onto him!
Ahh This
