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After all, the man had absolutely no interest in her that way.
“This really isn’t my fault. The main culprit was the wine,” Stella told herself.
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That said, after crying so hard last night, she did feel like she’d flushed out a lot of the gunk inside. Her whole body felt lighter, her mind clearer.
She couldn’t even remember the last time she’d wailed like that.
If only she hadn’t blown a snot bubble…
When she went downstairs, Nathan was already in the kitchen making breakfast.
Stella ate quickly–mostly out of guilt.
When she finished and headed for the door, Nathan’s gaze lingered on her back for a long
moment.
She smelled faintly of lemon–scented shower gel.
She never showered in the mornings. What had changed today?
Was the air–conditioning in her room broken, making her sweat overnight?
Maybe he should go check.
As he watched her get into the car, Nathan rose from his seat and headed upstairs.
The butler cleared the table without batting an eye.
He was used to his boss hand–washing Ms. Stella’s clothes every morning before work.
Tay
The bed sheets–changed every three days–were all swapped and folded by Mr. Foster himself, just like the neatly arranged clothes in her wardrobe.
Long–term staff here knew exactly what could be spoken about–and what couldn’t.
Sometimes, the butler even envied Nathan.
At least his boss got to wash clothes for the girl he loved. The butler didn’t even get the chance.
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Ethan hadn’t reached Ashford yet, so Nancy came to pick Stella up.
Catching the faint shower gel scent, she asked, “You showered this morning?”
Morning shower… could it be…
No, no, no! She had to control herself–stop imagining things!
Stella nodded casually. “Mm, woke up a little warm.”
Nancy’s gossip radar was going off. Driving, she glanced sidelong. “You and Mr. Foster…”
“He’s my landlord. I rent from him,” Stella answered.
Nancy hadn’t expected that. The ship she’d just started to sail had been sunk instantly, leaving her oddly disappointed.
“I was thinking–no wonder you don’t like Mr. Brooks. I thought you were seeing Mr. Foster.”
Stella didn’t comment, just messaged Louis.
“I’ll be at the hospital soon. Want me to bring breakfast?”
Louis replied quickly: “No need. I already bought some.”
Nancy was still musing aloud, her earlier sweet smile fading. “Yeah… if you were dating Mr. Foster, Mr. Brooks definitely wouldn’t still be chasing you.”
Stella smiled faintly. “Lucas probably wouldn’t come after me either. It’s not like he’s short on girlfriends.”
At the hospital, Stella found Jimmy and Jenn.
To make sure they could rest well, she’d arranged for them to have a VIP room.
Jenn looked much better today.
Jimmy handed her a bag. “This is for you.”
Stella peeked inside, her eyes lighting up. “Honey buns? Do you still have to wait in line for these?”
She hadn’t expected the shop to still be around after eleven years.
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She’d loved them back then–Ethan always stood in line to get them for her. Sometimes Louis went too.
But when Louis went, there was only half left by the time they got home.
She took a big bite, eyes crinkling with delight. “Still so good!”
The worry hidden behind Jimmy’s fringe faded. He’d been afraid she wouldn’t like them anymore. He shook his head. “Not much of a line now.”
She noticed he hadn’t eaten a single one, but that didn’t make her happy.
“Let’s share,” she said with a smile.
Soon, the room was filled with the sweet scent of honey buns, the mood warm and easy.
She didn’t rush Louis off to school. That could wait until she’d met with Ethan.
“I want to see the rooms before I decide which one to stay in,” Hannah said.
Her morning had been unlucky–a fender bender on the way to an event left her with a minor fracture in her arm.
Since this hospital was nearby–and belonged to Lucas’s family–well, that made it her hospital too, didn’t it?
Lucas had already called ahead to the director.
Of course the director would accommodate her. “Alright, I’ll have the head nurse show you around.”
Hannah followed the head nurse through the VIP ward on the top floor.
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