Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted by Eleven Jewell

Chapter 93

“Why don’t you ask that good sister of yours?”

Keegan glanced at her “She said you held a grudge against her for taking your gown. You excused

yourself to the bathroom and sneaked away.”

Stella let out a scornful laugh. “Why do you ask me when she has already told you about it?”

Keegan pursed his lips and said flatly, “I didn’t believe her. I would like to hear your side of the story.”

Stella froze for a moment and puckered her lips. “Would you believe me if I told you Aurora locked me in

the restroom?” Stella did not look at Keegan when she said that. She never thought that Keegan would

take what she said seriously. She knew very well how defensive Keegan was of his sister. No matter how

reckless Aurora was, she would still be the simple–minded little girl in Keegan and his family’s eyes. It

was impossible to make them believe that their innocent little girl had locked someone in the restroom.

Stella had braced herself for Keegan’s backlash, but she only heard a sigh from Keegan. “How did you

get out?”

Keegan’s response stunned Stella. She felt that Keegan was acting strange today as all his reactions.

seemed to be out of her expectations. She could not read his thoughts, or maybe she never really knew

him.

“I went out the window.” Stella did not mention that she saved someone during her time in the restroom.

It was not necessary for her to mention it since she saved a stranger. Besides, the thought of saving

someone from the toilet bowl with her bare hands made her feel sick. Once was enough for this kind of

experience, there was no need to make a big deal out of it.

“You went out the window?” Stella’s response had startled Keegan. She was on the twelfth floor. Did she

think she could climb the walls? Keegan thought.

Stella was not paying attention to Keegan’s expression and nodded. “I got outside and climbed along the

wall until I reached the next door. Mr. Moore just so happened to be in the restroom, and he helped me

out.”

The blue veins on Keegan’s forehead tensed, and he asked carelessly in a low voice, “What was

Marshall doing in the restroom?”

Stella was puzzled by the absurd question. “What can someone do in the restroom? He was obviously

going to the toilet.”

Keegan said in a deep voice, “You saw him in the toilet?”

“Huh?” Stella did not respond in time.

And, Keegan glanced at her. “You saw him!”

Stella came back to her senses and answered with a flushed face. “I didn’t! He just came in when I got to

the window. How could you be so dirty–minded!”

Keegan immediately cooled off his anger. He pulled her elbow over to take a closer look at her wound.

There were obvious traces of bruises on her right wrist. Blood spots were on her white tender skin, and

the abraded skin had prickly curled–up cuticles.

She would dramatically grunt for half a day when she punctured her finger without bleeding when she

was peeling an apple at home. Yet, there was not a single cry of pain from her when her wrist was in this

condition

She was covered in wounds the night she was rear–ended on the overpass, but she came home without

saying anything. Stella was no longer willing to cry out her pain or show her vulnerable side to him.

anymore. Keegan was not pleased with that realization.

It was hard for Keegan to describe how he felt. He hated trouble, whether it was in work or life. It was

always the simpler, the better. But, it was not like that for Stella. When they got married, Keegan knew

that she was a somewhat troublesome woman. They lacked a real relationship, but she wanted a classic

wedding with all the wedding ceremony processes. After their marriage, she took it upon herself and

changed his daily habits. Habits such as drinking milk before bed, putting car freshener in the car, and

using his collection of expensive coffee beans to make coffee–flavor cakes.

Stella’s presence disrupted his twenty years of habits, and sometimes she annoyed him. She would ask

him if her clothing was nice, and if he responded that it was fine, she would claim that he was brushing

her off. But, if he said that it was ugly, she would disagree and state that he had poor taste. The answer

would always be one of the two, yet she would happily ask him every time.

Keegan once hoped that she would be like the partner he had anticipated. Someone who was smart,

knowledgeable, independent, and would not cause too much trouble. However, he felt rather

uncomfortable, as if there was a missing piece in his heart once she stopped bothering him.

Keegan pursed his lips and lowered his head to help Stella put on a band–aid. From Stella’s point of

view, she could perfectly see his jawline. Even though Stella was going to divorce Keegan, she still

thought that Keegan was goddamn hot. It was also because of this deceptive face that made her once

thought she could live with this for the rest of her life. Once we are really separated, I probably wouldn’t

hate Keegan with that face of his. Being a face judger is so unprincipled! Stella thought.

Keegan partially closed his eyes and gently pressed the two ends of the band–aid. He faintly asked, “The

window was so high up. How did you manage to climb it?”

When he mentioned that, Stella could not help but brag. “Did you forget that I was an art student? I

learned to dance for many years. Although I did slack off after getting married, my foundation is still

there. A height like that poses no difficulty to me.” The matter was over, and she could obviously talk big

without thinking twice. Who would have known that her legs had given up from fear?

Keegan looked up at her. “You think you’re really smart?”

Stella did not understand his underlying meaning, and she discussed it in a serious manner with him. “I

consider this as brave and wise.”

Keegan sneered, “I think that you lost your mind! The accessible restroom clearly has an emergency call

button. Why didn’t you press it? Do you really think you’re brave and wise for climbing the window? It’s

on the twelfth floor! Do you know that you’ll be a puddle of mush now if you step on the wrong foot?”