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Chapter 1224
Stella was still mired in confusion when she got home later that day. She was still holding the documents Weston gave her in her hands when she opened the door to her house.
Elias and Emma flew into her arms, laughing in glee as they hugged her tight…
“Mommy, you’re home!”
Stella tried her best to put on a smile for them. Then she noticed some colorful marks on Emma’s face and asked her, “What are these?”
“I was playing with Miguel and Elias!” Emma replied.
The girl spoke a lot more fluently and clearly when she was around people she was familiar with.
“Miguel was teaching us to play cards,” Elias added, expanding upon Emma’s points as he always did, “and the loser has to have a line drawn on their face!”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtStella paused. She reached out her hand to wipe the marks on Emma’s face.
“You can play as much as you like,” she told them. “But you have to be careful not to get the marks on your eyes, okay?”
Miguel languidly got up from the couch, still holding a deck of cards in his hands. As he slowly shuffled the cards
while walking up to her, he noticed that she did not look very pleased, so he explained, “We were just having fun, that’s all. It’s
only a simple game. It’s not going to get them addicted or anything like that, so don’t worry.”
He assumed that Stella was unhappy about him teaching the children to play cards.
Stella said nothing. She slipped the documents into her handbag and silently picked Emma up in her arms.
“Let’s go take a bath. It’s getting late now. Both of your should go to bed early.”
Miguel was a little disconcerted when he noticed that Stella was ignoring him. Once the mother and daughter pair had disappeared into the
bathroom, he leaned down towards Elias and asked him, “Is your mommy angry?”
Elias had no clue, so he shook his head, confusion written all over his face.
Miguel pouted and patted the boy’s head before saying, Come on, let’s give you a bath too!”
Meanwhile, in the bathroom, Stella had just placed Emma in the bathtub.
Emma was playing with her rubber ducky when she noticed Stella looking worried. Perceptively, she took her mother’s hand and asked, “What’s wrong, Mommy? Are
you sad…?”
Stella glanced at her and smiled, telling her, “No, baby, I’m just thinking about something.”
She then took Emma’s arm and cleaned it thoroughly.
Seeing this, Emma thought nothing more of it and went back to playing with the bubbles in the bathtub.
Because Emma refused to sit still, Stella found herself unable to continue her thoughts. She sighed and just focused on giving her daughter a bath.
It did not take them long before they were done. Stella wrapped Emma up in a thick towel and carried her out of the bathroom.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmJust as she walked out, she bumped into Miguel, who had Elias in his arms. Their eyes met, but for some reason, Stella quickly looked away.
Miguel frowned, sensing that there was definitely something wrong. He wanted to say something, but he could not just ask her about it directly in front of the twins.
Once they were both done coaxing the children to sleep, Stella turned and wanted to leave right away, but Miguel grabbed her arm and asked her, “What is it with you today? Yo
acting weird…”
Stella brushed his hand off without any hesitation and withdrew herself away from him.
Her cold gesture stumped Miguel. Panic flashed in his eyes.
“Have I done something wrong?” he asked.
Stella said nothing. She took a step away from him and stared at him steadily. After a while, she took a deep breath to calm herself down before asking, “Do
you have anything to tell me?”
Miguel’s Adam’s apple moved as he gulped. Evidently, he was feeling a little nervous. No matter how hard he tried, he just could not think of what Stella meant.
“No,” he shook his head. “Can you just say exactly what you want to say? Don’t make me guess. I really have no idea what you’re talking about…”