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Chapter 76 Drunk
“What?”
“Mom, she’s your biological daughter. Don’t let her get involved with these random men. Even if the and Ethan have no future, she shouldn’t just be with some old man.”
The words “old man completely ser Susan off. Her chest rose and fell with fury.
Seeing that Susan was too angry to speak, Lillian lowered her head. A malicious satisfaction crossed her eyes.
At Verdant Villa.
Stella’s phone kept lighting up and dimming, likely from all the disturbances over the past few nights. She’d become more cautious, simply setting her phone to silent mode.
Half–asleep, she suddenly heard a noise at the door. Groggily, she opened her eyes and saw Abraham standing there, clearly
drunk.
“Abraham Stella rubbed her eyes and stood up.
The next moment, he entered the room, shut the door behind him, and took off his long around his neck. He was undeniably good–looking, and honestly, everything he did seemed effortless. Stella snapped fully
g coat, followed by the gray scarf awake and quickly jumped off the bed. “Have you been drinking?”
Abraham always had a red face when he drank.
As she spoke, he took long strides toward her. Stella sensed something was wrong, but he gave her no chance to react. In the blink of an eye, she found herself pulled into his embrace… Then, she felt a cool kiss, with the faint scent of red wine on his lips.
Stella’s entire body seemed to freeze, like a thunderstrike had hit her. She couldn’t respond at all, her body completely stiffened!
Because of her lack of response, to him, it seemed like she wasn’t resisting. The kiss grew more aggressive, overpowering her with intensity. After awhile, Stella finally reacted. Instinctively, she pushed her hands against his chest, trying to fight back But in the next moment, her delicate wrist was caught by him and twisted behind her back.
“Stop… she murmured softly.
He was now pressing her beneath him. He looked down with hazy, drunken eyes. His gaze was deep, and Stella wasn’t sure if he was still conscious. She freed her hands and cupped his face.
Tell me, who am I?”
The part of her heart she’d always kept hidden seemed to reach out, transforming into a mutual journey. Stella couldn’t believe it. After all, this was during Abraham’s drunken state. She didn’t know when she started liking him, thinking about him, loving him. They weren’t related by blood. Yet, she still feared…
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Especially when, as a child, Abraham would often introduce her as his little sister to others. She always felt that Abraham’s feelings for her were just the kind a brother has for his sister. He spoiled and cherished her like a sister.
But if she put her deepest feelings on display and he didn’t feel the same way, their sibling bond would shatter completely. She didn’t want that She didn’t want to break what they had,
When she saw the man not respond, a flash of disappointment crossed her eyes. “Don’t you know who I am?” Her voice
carried a trace of sorrow,
Abraham still didn’t respond, but he cupped her face in return and was about to kiss her again.
Stella turned her face away. “Can you wake up
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